Anyone else get flustered when going to the doctor? Well, I don't always... but when it does happen... heavens! It's so silly! And my father was a doctor, so I should be used to the breed!!!
Yesterday I had a couple of stitches removed from my head (slipped on a seaweedy shelf and hit my head on a sea wall). On the way to the doctor's I could feel those stitches tingling very clearly... but when I got inside the surgery, suddenly I couldn't feel a thing anymore.
The doctor started looking for the wound on my head, but it was sort of lost in the forest of my hair (it's thick and they only shaved a tiny little bit round the wound). So... I then tried to feel for them but, guess what? I couldn't find them either!
There I was, fiddling around with my fingers in my hair, and not being able to feel the wretched things at all! I almost began to think I'd combed them out as the bandages had been removed two days previously! Talk about embarrassing...not knowing where your own stitches are!
Eventually the doc said to me: "You keep searching while I make a phone call".
Only after he left the room to make the call, did i manage to find those pesky stitches!!
Did I feel like a right nincompoop! Oh well!
Also, when I go to the doctor, I really need to make a list of questions to ask, 'cos there's a good chance my mind will go totally blank when I get to the surgery!
Am I the only one?
Yesterday I had a couple of stitches removed from my head (slipped on a seaweedy shelf and hit my head on a sea wall). On the way to the doctor's I could feel those stitches tingling very clearly... but when I got inside the surgery, suddenly I couldn't feel a thing anymore.
The doctor started looking for the wound on my head, but it was sort of lost in the forest of my hair (it's thick and they only shaved a tiny little bit round the wound). So... I then tried to feel for them but, guess what? I couldn't find them either!
There I was, fiddling around with my fingers in my hair, and not being able to feel the wretched things at all! I almost began to think I'd combed them out as the bandages had been removed two days previously! Talk about embarrassing...not knowing where your own stitches are!
Eventually the doc said to me: "You keep searching while I make a phone call".
Only after he left the room to make the call, did i manage to find those pesky stitches!!
Did I feel like a right nincompoop! Oh well!
Also, when I go to the doctor, I really need to make a list of questions to ask, 'cos there's a good chance my mind will go totally blank when I get to the surgery!
Am I the only one?











LOL


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