After waiting for the doctor in a small examining room for forty-five minutes I began playing with the plastic thyroid gland display. Then I opened a cabinet, and there was a nice pen. Here I go acting like a bad kid again. I opened and closed the door a few times, and looked out to see if maybe someone was coming. I gave a nurse my angry disturbed look and she gave me a worse look back. The doctor finally arrived, and told me my blood pressure was way up. I wanted to hit her with a karate chop, and punch her too, but I just stood there, watching her write another prescription.