So, my back and my knees have been giving me a whole lotta trouble lately.
I mean I have always had back problems since High School, but it has gotten A LOT worse!! Anyway I decided to go to the doctor to check things out. Well, my new doctor that I have been going to has been O.K., but he hasn't really been my favorite. I mean he helped me out with some things but this last time was strange. I went in and told him about my back and knees and he said "ok, well lets get some blood work and see what it tells us." So I said "O.K. but I also wanted to mention that I have a small lump on my back and it seems to be really hurtin' there the worst! "Oh" he says, and feels the lump "Oh, thats just a benign cyst."............. Just like that "Oh, thats just a benign cyst." What do I say? "Um, o.k." As I'm walking to my car I'm thinkin' "How the hell does he know that, just by touching it?" Now, I didn't say that to him of course, ohhhhh nooooo. I just walked out, and went to get my blood sucked outta me.


I finally get an appointment with this other doctor. She was .... well, she didn't have much of a personality, but she was thorough! She did the whole "does it hurt here, how bout this, or this?" Then I was like "yes, no, no, yes, kinda" you know the routine. Anyway, she had her nurse suck more blood outta me to take some more tests, and also sent me to get some xrays. She was a little confused at why the last doctor didn't request xrays... as was I.




Then a guy in scrubs walks into to the office, and calls four names, mine included. So we all look around at each other, and awkwardly stand up looking at each other knowing that this was odd that we would all be going in together. Well, the guy says "o.k. just follow me we are going to all go to another office." I turn to him and say (because I AM a smart ass) "hee, hee, feels like we're going on a field trip!!" He says happily "yep, we are goin' on a field trip!" So, we all pile in the elevator.... yes the elevator, and go up a level to a totally different office.

"Um, ok" is all I say. He says "Ok, I will step out of the room and you tell me when you are ready." So I let the girls loose and peek out the door, "ok, I'm ready." This is when he says "wow, that was fast!" Which I reply with "well yeah, I've been doin' it awhile."(Don't forget I'm a smart ass). After gettin' on the table and stare straight up at the ceiling, in disbelief I am braless, he starts chit chattin'.
Mr.Chatty: "So, what brings you here today"
Me: "Well, my back, and knees have been killin' me lately" "I played high school sports so that may have something to do with it"
Mr. Chatty: "Oh what did you play?"
Me: "Softball"
Mr. Chatty: "You were a pitcher, huh?"
Me: "Yes, yes I was."
Mr. Chatty: "Yeah, I thought so"
Yeah I'm not sure if that is a good thing I look like a pitcher or not. Anyway...
Mr. Chatty: "Do you have kids?"
Me: "Yes, my son is 10, and my daughter is 7"
Mr.Chatty: "same as mine!", "Are you having anymore?"
Me: "Nope, thats it"
Mr.Chatty: "What about your husband, does he want more?"
Me: "Nope, we're done"
Mr. Chatty: "Ok, I got your upper back, now we need your lower back, so what I need you to do is unbutton your shorts, and unzip your zipper."
As he just stars down at me, and I look at him stupified (thats a word, right?) I say: "Uh, o...k"
Mr.Chatty then proceeds to push the flaps open a little more...
Mr. Chatty lightly touches my skin and says: "Oh, is that a little scar there?"
Lips pursed together I reply: "well sorta"
Mr. Chatty: "Did you have surgery?"
Me: "Nope, children... its just a stretch mark"
Mr. Chatty: ((happy like)) "Oh yeah, they do that to you"
Me: still pursed lips "yep!"
Mr. Chatty: "Ok, now I need you to turn on your side"

Mr. Chatty: "ok, just bring one leg up a little higher and the other leg down"..... "Oh here let me move your hair for you"
Me: "uh ok"
Mr. Chatty: "Is this your natural color?"
Me: ((sigh)) "no, no its not"
Mr. Chatty: "Oh is it a brown color"
Me: "well, yeah like chestnut I guess" Sereiously can't beleive I'm talking to this xray technician about my hair color!
Mr. Chatty: "Oh why do you color it?"
Me: (really?) "Well, greys"
Mr.Chatty: "Oh yeah, I just started going gray too!!"
Me: "Yeah, but guys look better with gray hair"..... ugh why did I say that?
Mr.Chatty: "really??"
Me: "I blame my gray hair on my kids, but really I've been going gray since I was 18. (*Notice how I steared away from his "really??" question)
Mr. Chatty: "The other day, my ex-wife brought me the kids and told me I was really going gray!!"
Me: "Oh what a bitch!!"........... JUST KIDDING I didn't say that!
Mr.Chatty: "Ok, we are all done, you can climb down now"
So I climb down, and immediately grab the girls' cozy cubby cups, and stand there waiting for him to finish in the small glass room on the computer.
Mr. Chatty: "Ok, just tell me when you are done
Mr.Chatty: "Don't worry, I won't turn around..... though its tempting, I'm sure your husband wouldn't like that."
Me: ((nervous laughter))
After my girls were put away he informs me that I can leave the awkward xray room, and return to the awkward waiting room and wait for him to prepare the xrays for me to take home.
Well, finally the pictures were prepared, and I was able to leave the whole lot of craziness. Now, I got there at 9:30, and left at 12:00. Yes, 2 1/2 hours at the xray office!!!
Luckily my Mom was home to hear my crazy story and laugh at me. We went to lunch and that helped me unwind from the madness. Thank our wonderful Lord, for my Mom and her laughter. Oh, and my Mom and I got the xrays out to take a look, to see if we saw anything. This was very, very, funny cause it was like tweedle dee, and tweedle dumb lookin' at a bunch of bones! Yeah, we had no idea what we were looking at.