Thinking about a visit to the doctor makes me break into a rash. My BP goes haywire as probably does the sugar and cholesterol. So am an abs sitting duck for the local GP. I have to mentally prepare myself before. Thats the time when I remember the names of probably a crore (from the 33 crore) Hindu Gods. I send up a prayer to each one and barter with/argue with /threaten each one. Just to save myself a visit to the doctor.
Just the other day I had to make a trip to the doctor…. Before leaving the house I did all the relaxation/deep breathing exercises taught to me. No change. I landed up at the clinic. There were a few patients before me. There was this adolescent girl in particular who grabbed my attention. She was actually trying her skills of flirtation on the doc. I had this flash (like they do in the cartoons)… that I am a walking cadaver and this girl is making eyes at the doc. How come she isn’t scared of him….. when I was having the shivers. My antenna went up. After getting the giggly bit out of the way….. she asks the doc…. Did you get my good morning message (followed by another burst of giggles) Doc confused…. When did you send it……. Ms giggles…. Oh I sent it to you this morning….. as soon as I woke up…. I sent you a “Good morning Doctor” sms (proudly pointing to the latest model of a cellphone)….. doc told her very calmly…. How would I know who sent me the message….. the poor girl was abs shocked that doc wouldn’t have her cell no. stored in his (or his cell’s ) memory. Me thinks that the latest cell model became obsolete for her then… cos it didn’t do the most important thing of supplying the doc with the most vital info. I could see her good morning go down the drain like so much slush. BUT this is gen next… so she rallied at the speed of light and told Doc….. save the sms so that you know who sends you a message the next time. Talk about being forward…. This was fast forward!
This entertainment (free of charge…. Otherwise nothings free at the doc) brought a smile to my lips and helped calm me. Don’t know about Ms. Giggle’s morning but mine was made. Went through the visit in a jif (which normally seems like years).
I hope Ms. Giggles (or some one of her ilk…. That’s the beauty of being dark haired….. you cannot be categorized as being blondes!!) is present whenever I have a doc’s visit. I will be eternally grateful to her.
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:) one sure needs a sense of humour to visit the doctor these days....
Wow I cannot imagine how forward this generation is! She probably doesn't eat apples....you know apple a day keeps the doctor away...if the doc is handsome keep the apple away ;-)
@magiceye.... thats for sure.... some of them are on the look out to catch the poor fools and put them thru the grind. :( thk God my dr isn't like that :)
@sai... y she must be totally thumbing her nose at apples. whats more amazing is that her mom was with her and she looked like a typical middle class woman.
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