So unfortunately Rebecca has to go to the urologist. Last night she read on line some of the basic things that are done at a urologist, such as "tapping" the bladder, getting sterile samples, and generally poking and prodding. So I suggested that she go to the Bladder Whisperer. He just puts his face down in your "lap" and talks to it. But it isn't just talking, he listens too. He's a good listener... to crotches. Then after some discourse he diagnoses whatever ails you. His rate of accuracy is almost 50%.
It's a different kind of discomfort, but in certain situations, perhaps a suitable one.
Rebecca did not think this suggestion was helpful.
Monday, November 01, 2010
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