LOVELY!

Alright so I got a new patient this week, well I've seen him before but lucky me I've got him again. It's sad when I walk to the door, of his house, and I can smell the cigarette smoke seeping out through the door. I honestly can't stand that smell. It makes me sick and want to puke. Well this house, you walk in and the air is not clear. It's got a nice smokey look to it. Wonderful. I can't breathe. As I make my way to the back of the house it gets thicker. Finally, I make it to his room, where the cloud of smoke is the thickest. GRAND. I'm weezing by this point. I find the man sitting on the edge of his bed naked, with just a bathrobe covering his shoulders. Why even were the thing! But don't worry I can't see anything anyway. The man is about 400lbs, adn the fat covers everything. So I get to tell a naked, 400 lb man to exercise. Life can't get much better. Turns out the man can't even kick his leg out. Well I did what I could and left. My poor clothes. I should burn them. They smelled so bad. Lucky for me, I had recently stocked up on febreze. I think his neighbor thought I was nuts as I soaked my clothes and hair in febreze. YUM. I now smell like laundry. Guess what, I have to see this man 3 times a week for a month. Oh and here's a bonus. The man's on oxygen! He is going to blow himself up. Please say I'm not in the room at that time.

Guess What

I'm relief society president!

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

And that does no justice to how I feel!