I started my day off on the right foot by having a healthy breakfast.
Well my bags are packed, and I'm ready to head to the homeland. But before I can be on my merry way to New Orleans, I have to visit the doctor to get rid of this horrid cough.
When I called to make the appointment, the lady asked why I was coming in to see the doctor. I said, "I have a cough." She said, "That's it..." I said, "Well I've had the cough for three weeks." She said, "Ok...any other symptoms, ma'am?" I said, "No, not really."
That whole conversation is exactly what I knew would happen. I've been telling everyone who told me to go to the doctor that they are not going to be impressed with a cough and the fact that nothing else is wrong with me. And now my original thoughts were confirmed. But that's neither here nor there.
I promise next week's posts will be a lot more interesting since I'm going somewhere I've never been before, and I want to document the experience with blog posts and photos.
New Orleans, I hope you're ready cause I'm headed your way in 23 hours. That reminds me. I better make sure my Dave Matthews Band CDs are in the car so I can sing all the way down to the bayou.
Thoughts?
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