Wednesday, January 24, 2007

The Call

I was totally freaking out since late yesterday when my doctor called and left a message saying he needed to speak with me right away regarding a blood test I took last week during my physical. I called his office right back but it went to voicemail. I left a message, dwelled on it all night, then called early this morning, but was told he was with another patient and would call me back. Another few hours passed and another few hundred awful thoughts went through my head until he called around noon saying my "special sugars" were a tad high and I should eat a piece of broccoli instead of a potato the next time I had the option, and to basically watch my carb intake. Greatly relieved, and happy to be alive, I celebrated by going to Numero Uno and eating a personal deep dish pepperoni pizza with fried romano bread puffs, dipped in garlic sauce and rolled in parmesan cheese.


At 4:41 PM, Fig said...

I always thought you were a special sugar! Glad to hear everything is cool with you.

At 5:09 PM, jefbot said... far! thanks, dude.

At 2:29 PM, Anonymous said...

You better start eating healthy - your going to get diabetes!

At 5:08 PM, jefbot said...

i know, i know. my goal is to cut down mcdonald's to only three times a week, not counting breakfasts.


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