Here, let me explain.
After the general questions ("Allergies?" No. "Headaches?" No. "Public School?" No...."Social Life?" NO.) The doctors stomach howled and growled like the werewolves and a full moon. Or me when I see a cupcake. And then my stomach began to growl too and it was this weirdly beautiful conversation between growling stomachs. Nature, at it's finest.
I think we were both pretty hungry. But I can't be sure.
I had an EKG done (which has nothing to do with the plant leaves but like, for the sake of aesthetics, I must include them.) and I most certainly won the unspoken award of most hilarious EKG ever. First I couldn't get my clothes off, (I guess I lost the directions to my dress or something.) and then I informed the nurse I was rolled up in the blanket "burrito style" and apparently my stomach overheard me say that because it suddenly began crying out, VERY loudly, for a burrito, I assume. And then there were fruit flies flying (of all the things a fly could do!) around my burrito cocoon and it felt eerily third world.
Until I posted about it on Instagram.
And a shout out to all my fingers who took over since my index finger didn't want to help with this post...he was in a bit of a jam, if ya know what I mean.
XOXO, URGENT CARE ADVENTURES.





















