I hope that you will reconsider AspieMartian, as everyone is welcome here! Robyn was pointing out (as Reika says) that when one of us gets sick, "blue", or is going through a hard time many of us also go through it at the same time.
(Merle did it).
(It's all that astrological prognosticating and mantic dabbling she practices that binds our collective fates).
Robyn - Wow! I hope that your problem turns out to be minor, painless, and easily treatable. What an awful experience to have to go through! I send you best wishes for a return to good health soon!
I will be in court for the next two days giving testimony (I turned in a cardiologist for writing and selling bogus scripts for attention deficit disorder drugs (Adderall), pain relievers (Lortab and Percocet), and muscle relaxers/antianxiety drugs (Soma and Valium). The investigation lead to a corrupt cardiology group, a hospital, several nurses, and I guess I'll see who else tomorrow). Good thing we have a "speedy" court system. I reported the bogus scripts two years ago. (They weren't a very bright bunch. None of the signatures matched at all; the scripts had glaring mistakes (one script for Valium was spelled "Valina"; they weren't for drugs that a cardiologist would write for; they brought several of the scripts to me, on different days, at 2:00 in the morning...)
...the day before I reported everything to the investigative board, I called the "cardiologist" who wrote the "Valina" script. Our conversation went like this:
"Hello Dr. Lee, this is Chuck at the pharmacy. I've got a script here with your name on it but I'm not sure if you actually wrote it."
(without me giving any other details) "Yeah, I wrote it. You can tell my scripts because I always circle my name at the top."
"Your name isn't circled."
"Yeah, well it's mine, it's legit, I write for #40."
"It's not for #40."
"Yeah, well sometimes I write for #30, #50, and #100."
"It's not for those numbers either."
"Yeah, well, its mine, though - you can fill it."
"You didn't put your identification number on it."
"I didn't? Must have forgot. Go ahead and fill it anyway. Valium - whatever number I wrote for. Yeah, its good."
"It's for Valium? You misspelled it."
"I did? (laughs a little) Well, I've been busy doing heart surgery and whatnot."
(deadpan) "So you're a cardiologist."
(angry) "I certainly am! Just fill the script!"
"Where in the body would you find the "Circle of Willis"?
"...Who?..."
"Sorry doc, not a "who" question. Let's try something easier. How many chambers does a mammalian heart have?"
"....what?!"
"The mammalian heart - you know - as in human - how many chambers does it have?"
"I don't have to answer that!! !"
"Come on doc. Just gimme a number. Any cardiologist should be able to to knock that one outta the park."
"THREE. Now fill the damn script!"
"Sure thing doc."
Would'da been the right answer if I had asked about the number of chambers found in most reptilian/amphibian hearts.
Epilogue: the scary part - dude really is a cardiologist. 