i finally made it to MY doctor today, no more instacrapcare. my ear is still troubling me, and by troubling i mean hurting like a son of bitch (or gun for JB)! you know the drill when you have a doc appointment....wait...wait.. and then some more waiting. so i read a few gossip rags and am all caught up. did you know jen & brad broke up? people, please quit stealing the good magazines from waiting rooms! i want recent gossip, after all that is one of the reasons to go to the doctor.i finally make it into the next waiting room, and i wait (the theme of my day). no old mags to be found there. i busied myself with the ear charts, i like to self diagnose. i was so engrossed in memorizing the names of the ear canals i didn't realize the good old doc himself had walked in. no big deal, right? wrong. i look up to see him laughing. why you ask? i just happened to be singing to myself.
what sarah needs now is drugs, sweet drugs it's the only thing that there's just too little of what sarah needs now is drugs, sweet drugs no not just for some but for everyone.
you would think i would be totally humiliated, but i wasn't. come on, they are so used to me there. i am like the daughter he never had, that quirky daughter he thanks god nightly he didn't have.
on with the professional diagnosis...as he is explaining why my ear infection wants to linger, i interrupt with my thoughts: well, doctor that makes sense, but have you considered perhaps my eustachian tube might be the problem? it is possible it never grew into a kink as most do when reaching adulthood. i could still be hearing the world as a child, with a straight eustachian tube, i mean that IS possible.
he stops and looks at me for a moment, looks around the room and said, "i thought i told the nurse to hide those books from you!" he must have been so busy enjoying my rendition of burt bacharach that he didn't notice the look of guilt and the sudden slide movement hiding the book under the chair.
...and sometimes i wonder why they can't fit me into the schedule, sigh...
8 comments:
Why fix what isn't broken?
Let's have a Burt Bacharach iPod party.
so cute you are.
You're a delightful daily treat Sarahbellum! Write on!
i only like this post a little
in stark contrast to alecia, i did not only like this post a little.
you really think your eustachian tube is not kinky?
chica30 and aim, thanks for the kind words!
leash, i am going to take that as a compliment, so there.
alex, you only enjoyed this post because someone else for once had to deal with me.
alex also, in the words or our dear friend roland "i neither confirm nor deny" the kinky statement.
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