Normally I wait impatiently for the  oncologist to walk in the door to go over test results.  Yesterday, I  was calm, collective, tired bored and hungry.  I figured I heard the  worse all ready. I was tired because I am on midnights this week and was  up all night.  Bored because there is not much to stare at in a small  examining room. Hungry well because my stomach was yelling at me.  Sally  finds entertainment on annoying me. I just sit there to be her victim  for the duration. Now you know why I am the way I am.
I tried to rest  my eye balls for a few minutes but my wife decided taking pictures of me  would be better then me sleeping, what a peach.
I tried giving her the look and she giggled. I don't know why I do the look because it doesn't work on my kids either.
So I thought this might get her to stop, but she ignored me and continue taking pictures.
So, I sat there doing nothing and she threw a examination glove at me. I couldn't let it go to waste.
I couldn't tie it.  So I figured the next best thing was to:
But  my head was to big.  Or maybe the glove was to small.  That's it the  glove was really really small.  My head isn't that BIG.  
So I thought this would be a good time to show off my escape plan for the next time I get bad news.  
Well  the picture of me showing the window didn't turn out.  Because Sally  was laughing to hard.  I sort of messed up the blinds while pointing to  the window.
I  spent the rest of my time trying to figure out how to fix them while  Sally laughed at me and called me Dork, fool idiot,... and a few other  names that I didn't know what they meant .
I hope you all are having a great weekend. We are planning to go to the Zest Fest today. Thanks for the prayers and well wishes!
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