Only if the police notice it or are notified.They can get a ticket for blocking a driveway
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Only if the police notice it or are notified.They can get a ticket for blocking a driveway
Good luck. I’m betting this doc and his/her crew is gonna be awesome!
SUPER YAY!OK, so it's great news! I don't have throat cancer AND I didn't have to get scoped. I begged the medical assistant for about ten minutes to convince the doctor not to scope me, due to my severe puke phobia. It was not sounding promising because he was insisting that the doc was gonna have to scope me, and I'm sure I sounded like a neurotic freak. For real though, I almost had a panic attack while I was trying to convince him. I mean I almost started crying. I'm sure they had a good laugh over it when I left.
Anyway, instead of scoping me he put on a headlight and shoved a long dentist mirror down my throat and had me make all these noises. And that was good enough--along with palpating it--for a diagnosis. And it turns out I have some weird-ass condition called (I sh*t you not) "Clicking Throat Syndrome." It's like an overgrown hyoid bone, and means absolutely nothing. Except my throat clicks when I swallow.
I went and swallowed a couple beers and a pizza with DH after finding that out!!! I am SO RELIEVED!!!!!! No cancer, no puking, no gagging, and no scope.
Whew!!
OK, so it's great news! I don't have throat cancer AND I didn't have to get scoped. I begged the medical assistant for about ten minutes to convince the doctor not to scope me, due to my severe puke phobia. It was not sounding promising because he was insisting that the doc was gonna have to scope me, and I'm sure I sounded like a neurotic freak. For real though, I almost had a panic attack while I was trying to convince him. I mean I almost started crying. I'm sure they had a good laugh over it when I left.
Anyway, instead of scoping me he put on a headlight and shoved a long dentist mirror down my throat and had me make all these noises. And that was good enough--along with palpating it--for a diagnosis. And it turns out I have some weird-ass condition called (I sh*t you not) "Clicking Throat Syndrome." It's like an overgrown hyoid bone, and means absolutely nothing. Except my throat clicks when I swallow.
I went and swallowed a couple beers and a pizza with DH after finding that out!!! I am SO RELIEVED!!!!!! No cancer, no puking, no gagging, and no scope.
Whew!!
SUPER YAY!
Notify them! I had that problem once when I lived in the city I hooked a chain to the car and pulled it down the street and left it right in the middle of the road. Arlington police came out and that problem endedOnly if the police notice it or are notified.
AwesomeOK, so it's great news! I don't have throat cancer AND I didn't have to get scoped. I begged the medical assistant for about ten minutes to convince the doctor not to scope me, due to my severe puke phobia. It was not sounding promising because he was insisting that the doc was gonna have to scope me, and I'm sure I sounded like a neurotic freak. For real though, I almost had a panic attack while I was trying to convince him. I mean I almost started crying. I'm sure they had a good laugh over it when I left.
Anyway, instead of scoping me he put on a headlight and shoved a long dentist mirror down my throat and had me make all these noises. And that was good enough--along with palpating it--for a diagnosis. And it turns out I have some weird-ass condition called (I sh*t you not) "Clicking Throat Syndrome." It's like an overgrown hyoid bone, and means absolutely nothing. Except my throat clicks when I swallow.
I went and swallowed a couple beers and a pizza with DH after finding that out!!! I am SO RELIEVED!!!!!! No cancer, no puking, no gagging, and no scope.
Whew!!
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That's fantastic news all the way around. No cancer.....no scope.....no puke. Woo hoo!!OK, so it's great news! I don't have throat cancer AND I didn't have to get scoped. I begged the medical assistant for about ten minutes to convince the doctor not to scope me, due to my severe puke phobia. It was not sounding promising because he was insisting that the doc was gonna have to scope me, and I'm sure I sounded like a neurotic freak. For real though, I almost had a panic attack while I was trying to convince him. I mean I almost started crying. I'm sure they had a good laugh over it when I left.
Anyway, instead of scoping me he put on a headlight and shoved a long dentist mirror down my throat and had me make all these noises. And that was good enough--along with palpating it--for a diagnosis. And it turns out I have some weird-ass condition called (I sh*t you not) "Clicking Throat Syndrome." It's like an overgrown hyoid bone, and means absolutely nothing. Except my throat clicks when I swallow.
I went and swallowed a couple beers and a pizza with DH after finding that out!!! I am SO RELIEVED!!!!!! No cancer, no puking, no gagging, and no scope.
Whew!!