I began receiving health insurance this past Saturday through my new employer, and decided to celebrate the occasion by cracking my skull open on the sidewalk along Colfax Avenue Monday morning. What's the sense of having health insurance if you don't use it? My boss and a co-worker were kind enough to escort me to the Kaiser Permanente Emergency Room, where the doctor there patched me up, putting in 14 stitches. He then gave me some salve and told me to have my cut man put it on my wound when I got back to the gym. At least that's what I think he said. Hard to believe, but I was actually more mixed up than usual yesterday morning.
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