Will someone please explain to me why doctor's offices are very efficient until they get you in those scratchy paper-paper towel sized coverings? I mean you sit there desperately trying to figure out how to make those paper towels bigger so your fanny and other body parts are not hanging out when said Doctor comes walking in... I mean really. Get in, sign in, update paperwork, get you into a room, blood pressure height, weight (gulp) then the dreaded, "undress the doctor will be in shortly"
That is code to the doctor to take lunch(breakfast, read a chapter in their novel...) - I swear to God! The first part until the statement - 15 minutes... waiting for the doctor in paper towels 20 minutes. Oh they will give you the line (on a sheet of paper posted on the back of the door) that they are taking time with every patient and they will take plenty of time with you... bla bla bla. Time this better so you don't begin to contemplate just how you can lay on the table and roll around enough so that you are covered like a paper burrito (or for my Italian family-- a cannoli). Hey - she's got scissors she can cut me out when she manages to get into the room. On the up side this summer has been 10,000 percent less dramatic than the previous 3 so sitting in paper towels without the armor of undergarments aint' so bad... it ain't that great either but I'll pick my battles. Next on the battle plan... my first mammogram another device invented by a man whose mother was a real pain in the -neck.
Keep cool and we'll talk tomorrow.
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