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You Know You’re Old

When you hurt yourself sitting on a chair at work . . .

To quote my Lovely Kindergarten Teacher Niece . . . I was not “sitting safely” and the dire thing she predicts to her Kinders when they don’t sit safely . . . happened to her auntie . . .

I pulled a tendon in my leg . . . and it hurts like heck . . .

After two weeks of babying it . . . and imagining every worst case scenario possible . . . I broke down and went to see the Family Doc . . .

Who promptly laughed at all my “worst case scenario” fears . . . and diagnosed a pulled tendon . . . and prescribed 2 Advil twice a day for a week, moist heat, stretching exercises, and no strenuous exercise . . . which means no walking the dogs . . .

The best part . . . the “take 2 Advil twice a day” came with the words “with food”!  Hot diggity . . .

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