The other day my mother and I were at my doctor’s appointment- discussing the results of my CT Scan the day prior. After we went over the results, it was time to go over my aches and ailments.
Dr: Have you had any nausea?
Me: No
Dr: Any tingling in your hands?
Me: No
Dr: Tired?
Me: No
Dr: Constipation?
Me: Just the hem.
Dr: How’s your back?
Me: It’s getting worse
Dr: Is your nose still running?
Me: Nonstop; and bleeding. Is it possible for the inside of my nose to melt into one nostril?
Dr: Only if you’re a cocaine addict.
….
As we were finishing up the questions, my mother says to the doctor…
M: Her hands are swollen.
Dr: (looks) I see that
Me: (looks) hm.
M: She’s got a very short fuze; is that from the medication?
Me: I’ve always had one.
Dr: Maybe the steroids but that’s only in the beginning.
M: She’s had lots of nausea.
Me: mmmm.
M: She’s tired all the time.
Me: (thinking) mm.
Needless to say, this amnesia has got to be the silver lining of my sit.