Had an appointment at the hospital to see a mental health therapist yesterday. All went great. Yup -- the BIG GUY is setting me up again.
I was walking out toward the reception area, feeling great! Nothing bad going on. It's a setup don't ya know. And the next thing I know I'm sailing through the air and cursing up a storm. The two health care workers said nothing. Just straightened up the carpet runner I had tripped over.
My back was doing better.
Ain't that how it goes.
