Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Scrubbing Out My Brain

Things you don't ever want to hear a doctor say:
"You have the [insert anatomically correct part here] of a 15-year-old."
Followed by:
"No [insert marital relations here] for another two weeks at least."
No, not to me...TO MY MOTHER!
MY. MOTHER.
And I'm sitting right there in the same room.

This is me and I should have opted to stay in the waiting area.

2 comments:

Master P said...

You know, in theory I absolutely support my parents having a loving relationship. But yes, I'd totally opt for the waiting room in that one...

RHM said...

May you never have to be her medical advocate in her elder years because that's going to go from functional to really very awkward.

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