This was my first diary entry. I deleted it. I was pouting. But it IS a true story and it's my story and I'm proud of it. So here it is again. A day at the Pulmonary Doctor.
Yes, I have become Obamacized. I suffer from Obamamania. It's an epidemic here. They are everywhere. We share secret smiles and in spite of Hillary's stern warnings, we dare to hope.
The other day I went to the doctor. He says to me "Hey, I didn't see you at the caucus. How come?" I told him that I wanted to go but sent my proxy instead. He bends over and whispers "I voted for Obama." Then he grins from ear to ear. I told him that I did too and we shared our excitement and did the secret handshake. As I was leaving he announced to the nurses that I was an "Obamaphile" too. They all nodded and grinned and we broke into Obamasong and the celestial choir sang back up.
