How I Became a Medical Tourist (Part 4) #humor #coronavirus #medicine

A Christmas Miracle? Except for one hour of physical therapy every week, I had not been outside of our rental house in Florence for months. The Hub …

How I Became a Medical Tourist (Part 4) #humor #coronavirus #medicine

The irrepressible and ever-humourous (to say nothing of accident prone) Barb is again exploring (non-covid) medical issues during lockdown. I hope you click the link above to read the rest of the story!

4 thoughts on “How I Became a Medical Tourist (Part 4) #humor #coronavirus #medicine”

    1. I’ve definitely had them, Barb, no question, maybe just not medical.

      Many years ago, I was leaving my house for work on a very windy day. Just as the wind grabbed the door and slammed it shut, the edge of my dress got caught just below the lock. Then I realised I had left the key behind, inside. I was totally, totally trapped. This was, of course, before cell phones. I had to wiggle out of my dress, run around to the back in my undies, break a basement window, crawl in and drop, and then call work to tell them I would be late. It wasn’t a good start to the day!

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