No, my primary care practitioner, Ms. G. (I never did get 'round to giving her a proper nickname -- shucks.) is leaving the facility. Where is she going? I'm too narcissistic to bother about that, suffice it to say I was concerned who'd she shuffle me off to -- not the Russian doctor please. I guess I'll get the doc I'm actually signed up with for insurance purposes, so yeah, I'll keep one appointment with her and we'll see how it goes since I've never met her before.
Here's the real place by the way and a pic of Ms. G.
She was adequate enough, for an AER practitioner. I mean, her lackies did fail to get that 2x4 out of my butt that one time...oh, that's Chris Parnell's character...I simply had ear wax. Not up my butt though -- this time.
