Ever had an apple covered with needles lodged in your throat? I have! Right now! At least as far as I can tell, pixies (or fairies, whichever is more attractive) came into my room as I slept, a few nights ago and planted the cursed fruit in my windpipe, my swaller-hole. Now I can't swaller. Well, not without wincing...
Anyway, this is all bringing me to my first encounter with the health insurance. Today. 3:30. It took an hour to find a doctor and get all my insurance info squared away, request a new card (already lost the first one, though i never saw it once). Ugggh.
Throat cultures actually make me lash out. I have slapped doctors hard for going too far with the tongue depressor.
