a vestige of thought...

I believe my wrist is starting to swell and I really ought to go see a doctor. Somebody yell at me, please. I need to just go and get it over with. It's not that I have anything against going to the doctor, it's more just that I don't have one. My first doctor retired, the second moved to North Carolina, and a third (who I never actually saw, though my parents did) started a private practice that requires a membership fee of $1500 a year, not including the higher than normal visit fees and such. I'm a doctor jinx-er. Ugh.