Don’t go to the doctor with your husband.
Yesterday the Big Guy went to the doctor with me to get the results of some recent tests, so that he could hold my hand if she said I had Lupus or Rheumatoid Arthritis.
What? I didn’t mention those things, you say? Yeah, that’s when I signed off last week.
But hey, don’t cry for me blogland, because there is NOTHING WRONG WITH ME. After the doctor told me I’m perfectly healthy yet swollen and achy, she turned to my supportive husband and asked if there was anything she could do for him.
“Yes,” I said. “You haven’t given him a prostate exam in over a year.”
“Get naked,” she said. “I have some time for a physical right now.”
As soon as she left the room, he said, “That’s it. I’m telling her you still haven’t gotten that mammogram this year.”
“Traitor!”
Published by angelawd on September 25th, 2008 tagged Life With the Big Guy, Uncategorized
September 28th, 2008 at 1:02 am
Oh Angela I’m thrilled you’re not gone!
And what a funny story–I love your stories, girlfriend! Ewww I’m due my mammorgram this year too. I had a catscan Friday on my bladder, that was fun fun fun. I figure she’d have called if there was a major tumor growing in my abdomen, it’s probably nothing a stronger antibiotic won’t fix, though…unless she’s gifting me this weekend of no worry…oh great, now I’m off to worry. Actually, I’m off to bed, the Tylenol 3 I’m on tonight is kicking in and I need to go enjoy it. xoxo
October 8th, 2008 at 3:19 pm
IT HATES ME! Email me if you get this so I can tell you what I keep trying to say here but it won’t let me!! AACK! LOL!