This Could Have Been Another "Waiting Room" Post

Yes. It COULD have been. But, my dad, who has three doctor's appointments (with the possibility of a forth) this week had to do this one alone.

The migraine that will not let up still has me in it's clutches. In the morning, and in the late afternoon. Presently, I am fine. Just a wee bit tired and goofy.

But, driving into the rising sun? I could not do that today.

I feel guilty. I like to be dependable.

But, I can recall with great detail a FORMER experience in this particular doctor's waiting room.

This is a urologist's office.

I fill out all of the forms when my parents go a new doctor. At our first visit with this doctor, I filled out the front page with all of the pertinent information. Health history, insurance, all that kind of stuff. It said OVER, so I turned it over.

There in black and white stood what looked like a paper-doll. Above it were the words "Draw Area of Problem". You have GOT to be kidding me!

I handed the paper back to my dad and said, "You brought me up better than this!"

Sometimes a line needs to be drawn. And sometimes, it doesn't.