You are so funny. That was the specialist.

I'm almost afraid to ask but what is traction therapy? Not bad enough that you had to endure the accident and what might have been a smaller problem, now you have this. Are you furious? Did you let them know? Or are you taking the path of I'm in too much pain to deal with it now? I'd say sue the bastards but life isn't that simple is it, especially when you feel crappy.

I'm recovering from cancer. My aftercare plan was that I get the standard test every six months. Being me, I pushed to also get an MRI once per year because they are better. I did it in November of 07. I got a phone call in November from the nurse telling me it is clear. I then get a call end January 08 telling me that they have scheduled another MRI and I am meeting with the oncologist for MAY. But it's nothing, don't worry. Translation: the MD just looked at your results and sees something, she has forgotten that my cancer grew so fast that it was one of the 10 most aggressive cases she personally has seen in 20 years. Alternatively, the md just looked at the results and wanted to compare what might be precancerous stuff for another cancer in another area. I guess I'll just have to think happy thoughts and a stomach ache, migraine, and suicidal tendencies for the next few months. I'm not being a big old victim here, that's not my deal, but it's annoying as all blazes to never get off the merry go round. And so when that pundunk ent motherfucker treated me like a hypochondriac, I was not in the fucking mood. I'm used to getting blown off by a better class of doctor.