The visit

Hello!

As promised the recap of my visit to the neurologist, why do I still go and see him when there is no cure for what I got...,

Well first of all the ride was the main event of the visit, I wasn't alone on the bus we picked up a couple, husband and wife, the ride went down hell from then on. The lady kept on bitching to the poor driver about how she had asked for a mini van to pick them up...blah, blah, blah!! It wasn't the drivers fault but he had to put up with it, poor guy.

Then I arrived and as I get in the elevator some charitable soul asks me what floor, I tell her the 2nd, what a joker! She sends me to the 4th floor, everybody is a comedian in our days!!

The visit with the doctor lasted about 15 minutes, he says I am stronger in my upper area and if I keep it up I will be off the chair in no time. Didn't I tell you everybody and his mom is a freaking comedian!!

Then the bus ride back home, the guy must be an F1 driver because we zoomed back trough the hell that Montreal has become due to road closures and construction, how I lasted 30 years there I have no clue!!

That was my visit with the neuro, now I have to go and see the urologist on August 24th and he hasn't even operated me yet....

Take care!