the novelty has so worn off

I think it's hysterical that I seriously consider quitting my job at least once a week and living off freelance when I can't manage to stay out of a doctor's office for three months straight. who's going to pay for all those x-rays without insurance? the government?

today the doctor poked and prodded at my knee and surmised a sprained ligament (fixable) or torn cartilage (not), then gave me the number of a sports medicine specialist to call. on a tiny sticky note.

*sigh*

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