Today, after my religious studies exam, I went to the health center to get to the bottom of my odd pain. The next available appointment was not for an hour, but I opted to wait there, because it's blisteringly cold outside.
After temperature, blood pressure, and all that jive, a Dr. Colegate saw me. He poked and prodded me, played with my nuts and stuck a finger up my pooper, and ordered some tests on me. Next I was off to the lab for urine and blood tests. It's the closest I've ever been to being in a hospital, but the guy working the lab was super radical and we talked about the Super Mario Bros. movie (because I'm wearing a Mario shirt and during small talk we ended up on the subject of film). Once that was all done I waited another hour, and then Dr. Colegate saw me again.
So it turns out I have . . . nothing. Just pain. It's there, and it should go away. As far as anyone can guess, I hurt myself in some minor way, perhaps from coughing, and I'm just bruised.
So I don't have cancer or anything major. I just have a weird pain.
And that's that. Yay!
(Unless I start vomiting or find blood in anything that leaves my body, then I'm supposed to check in with someone with a Dr. in front of their name. But overall it seems I'm fine, and going to be fine.)
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