Red is the new yellow.

It seems every geographic area has their own driving quirks and Myrtle Beach certainly has it's share. Turn signals are definitely optional and a red light is only a suggestion not mandatory. Since we also have 1,000's of tourists who are not familiar with the area it is not uncommon to see a Pennsylvania license plate fly across three lanes of traffic at 55 mph while trying to get to a t-shirt shop. I always try to be extra cautious while driving...OK, I am a tailgater but for crying out loud, MOVE OUT OF THE LEFT LANE, IDIOT, AND I WON'T HAVE TO TAILGATE. However, every single time I see Dr. Jordan he tells me AGAIN that I have to be very careful not to fall down a flight of stairs or to have a car accident. It's not like I wake up and think, "Well, it's Tuesday so I guess it's time to throw myself down this flight of stairs and have two fender benders before I meet Chris for lunch." I have always thought it was a pretty good idea not to do either of those things but now I feel like I should duct tape myself head to toe in bubble wrap before I leave the house. I have been in the hospital two times during my life and both times they made me take a baby home with me so Dr. Jordan can be very assured that I am doing everything in my power to stay out of the hospital.