When I arrived at hand therapy yesterday, there was an 80-ish guy who strongly resembled Uncle Junior from The Sopranos sitting across the table from me. I believe his name was Melvin. Continue reading “A Dirty Old Man at Hand Therapy”
Life with assorted ailments
When I arrived at hand therapy yesterday, there was an 80-ish guy who strongly resembled Uncle Junior from The Sopranos sitting across the table from me. I believe his name was Melvin. Continue reading “A Dirty Old Man at Hand Therapy”
Miss Diagnoses 