Toeing the Line

I have decided to diagnose myself with a condition that shall be henceforth known as Angry Toe. I called the nurse to find out if my blood tests had shown anything. She told me that they did not, and that I am A-OK. Which would have been fine, except that I'm not. I'm pretty sure not being able to walk without pain is not the definition of A-OK. So I asked if I could expect a call from the doctor to discuss these results and plan further action.

Y'all, she was confused. So I explained that, despite the proven therapeutic effects of x-rays and blood draws, my foot was not in fact better. She said she'd have the doctor call.

And he must have heard me typing, because he just rang. Off to the specialist with me, and in the meantime pain pills and the crutches if it gets too bad.

Blah.