So today i went to the doctor and was told I had bronchitis. And i asked the doctor man how he knew it was bronchitis and he said “well it’s not…”. So i ask again and he ignores me. So i ask for a third and he tells me knows because the symptoms are right for it.
So if it walks like a duck and talks like a duck…it’s a duck. That took a medical degree to figure out?!?!
I call bullshit.
I’m going to say that coughing up flem all night means that you are awesome and going to live forever.
I’m going to say a slight fever and loss of appetite means that you are a great lover and a fabulous friend.
So there, if we just agree to this, even tho there is NO way to test for this, it will be so! Take that doctors.
Oh, and bronchitis can not be treated, i just have to wait it for it to go away. I want my 45 bucks and two hours of my life back Park Nicollet.
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO here is the FUN part! Now we all get to determine what symptoms mean! Don’t worry about proving it, the medical field can do it so can we!!!
Are you all ready to play!? GO!
On a side note, if it snows one more time i’m going to go postal. And i have the Parade of Homes in three weeks, and there better be no fucking snow. I am very ready to put this winter behind me.
THE END!
