What the fck is going on? I can't go to sleep.

The doctor's office was empty of patients and the two interns jokingly fought over who got to take Mr. Goodwrench (that's me) while I wrote out a check for my co-pay. I ended up with Mark, who seemed more confident than the last couple folks though still equally nice. I told him I was here to resume my hormone therapy with Dr. Snag because I left my other doctor, and while I was here, I have a new sex partner so I wanted to get tested, including possibly a hepatitis vaccine. We talked in more detail about all sorts of other health matters, took my readings, etc. He went to fetch the the good doctor and I still marvelled at how they always take my heart and lung and stomach readings without making me remove my shirt.

( Curious George Goes to the Doctor )