This may come as a surprise to some of you, but on Tuesdays I enjoy taking the equivalent of a "daily constitutional" by seeking out exercise and the challenge of coordination through the stimulation of a regular two-step class. This past week, however, I was the unwitting participant in an unfortunate accident and was required to pursue the services normally purveyed through a visit to a nearby emergency room. It appears to me now, through the powerful infusion of hindsight that not all of us on this fragrant and spherical orb are as coordinated as they should be!
While visiting the edifice so beloved by those imbued with the credentials of the esteemed health care professional, I happened upon the delightful acquaintance of two competent, erudite and loquacious professionals: Dr. Kenneth Alphabet and Nurse Beata Threetrois*, who offered such reassurance and endearment through my many travails.
At the zenith of my oh-so anticipated departure, the always effervescent Nurse Threetrois put in my astonished possession a strange and nearly-impossible to decipher scrip that purportedly illuminated my path to good health! Absent of further wisdom, I exited the hallowed edifice without a whit of notion of how to decrypt the wisdom contained within. Woe. O' woe.
Perhaps the kindness of cachers can help me navigate this devious and mischievous document?
*Any resemblance to actual persons or actual events is purely coincidental 
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Edit: Removed some red herrings and made a few changes to focus the attention to the relevant information.
Well done 🏔Brendan714🏔 for being the FTF and 🏹hunthiker🏔 for the FTS!
