So, in keeping with my pledge to post more, that means you dear readers get to hear the good, the bad, and the ugly in my life. And today, I’ve got nothing but ugly to report.

As some of you may recall, since about late July/early August, I’ve been suffering from dysosmia.* I’ve been to various doctors (all from my “at the forefront of medicine,” “here, the teams of expert physicians and scientists that develop breakthrough therapies create an individualized treatment plan just for you” university hospital) to investigate this dysosmia and have had various different crappy results.

Today, however, took the cake as far as crappiness goes. The ENT specialist that I had been referred to (the one who stuck a camera up my nose on my first visit), who had completely jerked me around at my last appointment 3 weeks ago by telling me he couldn’t really do anything for me until I got a CT scan (which neither he nor his assistant had mentioned at all on my previous visit), finally looked at my CT scan today and said he couldn’t see anything wrong and there was nothing more he could do for me. Basically, after a month and a half of doing pretty much nothing except costing me an assload of money (conveniently, I got my first bill today for my first visit back in September), he tells me that there isn’t anything he can do and maybe it will go away in a year.

I believe the only appropriate response at this point in time is the following:
OMG!! WTF???? THANKS FOR NOTHING YOU OVERPAID ASSHOLE!!!!! SCREW YOU!!! SCREW YOUR MOTHER!!! SCREW YOUR MOTHER’S MOTHER!!!! AAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Thank you. The End.

*English translation: normal things smell like ass for no apparent reason.