Ow.
A day full of being poked, scanned, and prodded in a number of uncomfortable and quite possibly vindictive tests. What am I going to be thankful for tomorrow? NOT being Dr. Voght's latest excuse for a dartboard. Seriously, someone buy the lady one so she has a healthy outlet for her obsession with needling people...
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Which means that if I don't make it home after tomorrow, it was his mother poisoning me so that her son will be rid of me.