April 2024 KELOLAND
Remember that robotic voice you hear when the National Weather Service would break [عزيزي الزائر يتوجب عليك التسجيل لمشاهدة الرابط للتسجيل اضغط هنا] in radio or television programming to issue severe weather warnings?
No, I not talking about Jay Trobec.
Thanks to advances in technology, though, there now no mistaking what gender those fake voices are. And, while most people would rather talk to a real person, I don mind it when my voice mail lady asks for my pin number and wants [عزيزي الزائر يتوجب عليك التسجيل لمشاهدة الرابط للتسجيل اضغط هنا] to know if I care to listen to some more messages or if I through. She seems really nice.
My cousin, who travels during the week, absolutely loves the GPS system in his car. He cranks her up as loud as she go finding comfort and company in hearing the lovely automated voice of a woman who really knows her way around.
He also admits his GPS lady is sort of like having his wife along constantly telling him where to go.
These computer voices are so realistic that I nearly got into an argument with one the other day eventually leads to an explanation for the title of this blog.
I take five pills a day and once a month those pre******ions need to be filled.
All I do is call up the imaginary pharmacy clerk at Lewis.
I proceed to follow a few other prompts from this soft spoken gentleman, and before you can say aren these drugs cheaper at WalMart and HyVee? order is complete. He courteously tells me when I can pick up the pills then says like he really means it.
But [عزيزي الزائر يتوجب عليك التسجيل لمشاهدة الرابط للتسجيل اضغط هنا] then a couple weeks ago, my mechanized friend turned on me.
As I was reading off one of my refill numbers, I pretty sure he cut me short and said. Mr.
Why can you just read the label before you call. Don you think I have better things to do than talk to lunkheads like you? You can stay on the line to talk to [عزيزي الزائر يتوجب عليك التسجيل لمشاهدة الرابط للتسجيل اضغط هنا] a real person if you want to. Good luck with that.
And then with a that sounded about as sincere as a Las Vegas ma d he hung up on me.
Now, I stuck. There no way out of it. on the 29th. Okay Doug? said Doctor Allen Funk nurse.
see on the 29th, then.
My appointment starts with the pretty young nurse having me stand on the scale. She has a good laugh when I ask to remove my heavy shoes as if that going to make a difference on the obesity chart.
Then, it off to the tiny exam room where she mercifully allows me to keep my shirt on while she checks my blood pressure. over 88 she says.
Then I handed the lab results from the blood I gave last Saturday.
that by my glucose and cholesterol numbers mean what I think it means? I asked.
a little high, she said. Dr. Funk should be here in a few minutes to answer all your questions.
In the meantime, you can disrobe and put on this checkered gown.
Apparently the only sizes they had left in the drawer under the exam table were small. I looked ridiculous and was waiting for Allen Funk to pop in telling me to smile I on Candid Camera.
No cameras but I pretty sure Dr. Funk had all he could do to keep from laughing when he saw me in that silly little outfit.
He proceeded to check me over from head to [عزيزي الزائر يتوجب عليك التسجيل لمشاهدة الرابط للتسجيل اضغط هنا] toe in positions so embarrassing that even I had to chuckle. But it got pretty quiet when I heard that rubber glove snap and I turned around to see him going for the petroleum jelly.
gotta do it, Doug. It been three years since the last one.
Finally, it was over and we had a chance to talk about my lab tests. He checked my blood pressure again after the procedure; it had dropped to 135 over 73. pretty typical, he said smiling. people BP gets a little elevated before that part of the exam.
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