Today was my return visit with Dr. Hottie. I've popped a tendon in my right ankle. I am however permitted to return to work (oh Joy of Joys), and shall be submitted to unknown tortures with a Physiotherapist.
Tales of said unspeakable tortures will ensue.
4 comments:
Awe yes.. and if physical therapy involves another Mr. Hotty - I think I will slip on some ice myself and get an appointment. Oh, yes. It's a good year indeed.
ROTFLMAO. Not a bad way to spend an hour or two a week, huh? Teehee.
yeah yeah....but when guys do it, we're slime...lol!
Annie's luck, she'd slip on the ice, and her therapist would be a 250 pound German woman named Helga...hahahahaha!
The family doctor I see is an elderly man. After reading your post, I feel like switching doctor...LOL
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