It’s a good thing I’m not a doctor. I would suck at it.

I had to go to the doctor’s office this morning for some blood work and that went quicker than expected, so I went upstairs and got an appointment to have someone look at my rib. My doctor wasn’t in today, so I got random doctor X, but he was fine.

He asked me if I had experienced a number of horrifying symptoms, all of which I did not. He felt around and concluded I had a chest contusion, meaning that I tore or fractured some cardilege in my chest. It would heal, but it would be painful in the meantime. He told me to take Ibuprofen. That’s it.

Well, I feel better about that.

Back to the usual stupidity, there are spiders living in my car. There are spider webs all around the corners on the windshield. I’m not sure if you can get an exterminator for your car or maybe I should just wait until the stupid spiders die of hunger. There can’t be much to eat in my car. Then again, this might be a clear sign that I should clean it.