I was happy to be heading to the doctors today to show him that I was walking again. I couldn't wait to explain to him how the merchant's dance had helped me heal almost instantly. I was also awaiting my visit to the Doctor because I was a tad bit sore from falling off my horse yesterday. Once I had finished all of my morning tasks, I went off to find the doctor, before our daily travels began. When I showed up, he appeared to be studying his notes from the night before. He told me about how the star patterns had been funny lately. He also hinted that all his old predictions seemed to be wrong. I had already concluded the Doctor's knowledge to be incorrect. The fact that he didn't really even look at my leg wound the first time, and the fact that there were no stars out when he had predicted my diagnoses allowed me to conclude that he was pretty much a fake. I also was walking the night after my battle wound. He had previously told me I wouldn't be able to walk for a long while. Athough I had been fine, I wasn't so sure that anyone else that got hurt would survive the rest of the journey, with the doctor and all of his false predictions.
Advice for the day: If the Doctor doesn't know much, do a dance.
Friday, October 26, 2007
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