Ok, but I do worry about you. Something is just not right.
Well dear friend and friends, I’m going to listen to Hannity and dufus colmes, who wears too much makeup.
Half the time I agree with you. The other half I think I’m an attention-seeking hypochondriac.
Try not to worry. My times are not subject to a doctor’s decisions. For the nonce, I have two choices. I know there were tests done to check out what is ailing me. Something was found and treated and further tests have been done. Nothing was found. I can either believe the tests. Or not. Until I develop more symptoms, I’m going to believe the tests. At least tonight. Tomorrow, I may go back to whining.