Well friends, from the guy who said he would never, under any circumstances
go to any doctor, my infected toe (6weeks) and girlfriend convinced me to at
least see a podiatrist. Figured a podiatrist is
REALLY limited, and I would only let him look.

One of my colleagues gave me some tranquilizers before leaving for the doc.
It didn't help at all. The podiatrist and I had a 10 minute argument
because I couldn't understand why he wanted me to take off my left shoe,
since the problem was with my right foot. Girlfriend nearly killed me so I
acquiesced. Let me tell you it feels really strange sitting there in a
suit, tie and barefoot.

Anyway he looked at it, said it was pretty badly infected but he's seen much
worse. But, since it hasn't healed for over a month he said I HAD to see a
wound care specialist (obviously a friend of his). I said, in no uncertain
terms, that that would not happen. He looked kind of stunned (especially
after the argument over the other foot), and said that he couldn't treat me.
I said fine and began putting my shoes back on, (sock on the infected toe
w/o bandage), when my girlfriend jumped out of the chair and grabbed me by
the neck
again. As the Doc. stepped out of the room, she said, you idiot, tell him
you're going to go to the wound doctor so that he will give you an
antibiotic, and then if you want cancel the appointment.

So that's what I did. He gave me an oral antibiotic, some cream, and took
an X-ray (no infection in the bone). I will be cancelling the "wound care"
appointment this afternoon.

Now, folks, that is the last time I will ever go to a doctor or dentist.
Period--Finito--Kaput!

RJS