I have a follow up today for my asthma. Nothing new, nothing spectacular. It’s just a doctor who thinks I should be on a certain medicine when I really don’t want to be. I have had asthma/allergies for over 12 years now, I know how my body is. I know how my asthma is. The nurse seemed grumpy but I made her laugh. The med student that checked me out (I go to a residency center) was listening to and doing tests that no normal doctor checks. He also asked about my BP but didn’t say why… maybe I am broken… oh great more meds for the guy without insurance. I am fine, asthma is fine, everything is fine. Oh joy… On a different note, the random construction worker flagging everyone through the construction zone was waving to everyone as they went by this morning. It was nice. It’s my day off, the day I specifically took for a mental health day. A relaxation day. Now, I have to go home and design a bunch of ads for my side job because they didn’t give us the info on everything like we asked… I can’t wait to go home and remove my pants.