THIS is my chosen career path???

I had a lovely conversation with a doctor today. If he were a car, his bumper would be full of stickers stating how he would rather be fishing/bowling/parachuting/chucking cats over fences. Discussing personal health with some girl who was WAY to friendly to be spending her Friday afternoon in a doctor's office-- definitely not what he wanted to be doing right then.

Now, besides the fact that this was your average am-I-still-far-from-death checkup, I actually had a specific concern to ask him about. I've been having these brief dizzy spells that I've assumed have been because of recent eye troubles... but the eye doctor told me, this week, that my eyes were the picture of health. Soooo... I mention this problem to the doctor. He tells me, only mostly sarcastic, that it's because I'm not drinking enough alcohol... and moves on.

Grand.

On the plus side-- in his haste to be doing something other than his JOB HE'S PAID FOR... he actually believed me that I am not, in fact, sexually active, pregnant, or writhing in STD's! Yay! My favorite doctor, the one who takes my blood every time I'm there, was shocked and amazed that he didn't need to administer a pregnancy test! It was a big day for the both of us.