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Friday, May 01, 2009

women's health

Today I had a doctor's appointment for 1:50 and was seen at 4:30. It was an experience in perseverance. I kept repeating to myself, "But it's free." The kicker was when the person with the 3:00 appointment was called in ahead of me. I wrote a complaint letter in my head to amuse myself. But it's free. This place does abortions, and there are three waiting rooms. The first two are uncomfortable, and the last one's nice. (The whole experience is like a weird dream.)

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