I went to the Dr. again today. Counting the original trip to Urgent Care, that makes three visits. They (the doctor and his disconcertingly young-looking sidekick) are not sure why I’m not getting better, but want me to consider having my tonsils removed.
Consider it? Heck, I’ve considered ripping the dang things out myself!
P.S. The sidekick looks about twelve. Does this mean I’ve become old and grumpy?
P.P.S. He doesn’t look anything like Doogie Howser. Maybe he’s thirteen.
P.P.P.S. I feel like I should insert a Neil Patrick Harris joke here, but I’m too tired to think of one. Wanna help? Post one for me in the comments.