Anyhow, after I asked the petty questions of how much weight will I gain and can I drink… we were gearing up to walk out of the appointment, when my mother asked if she could ask a question.

Sitting back down, my mother asked this:

Mother: Did you get the results of the tissue?

Hubby: Oh, that’s right! Good question.

Doctor: You know, I do have those results… Let me get them.

Meanwhile, she exits stage right- I can see her 2 inch face 6 feet away where the phone is propped up on the counter- with a this is something we need to know look, and just like that, she bumped daddy out of the coveted companion spot.