I'm not quite sure why I write these things anymore but I do. I'm the guy who is supposed to be embarrassed.
I was attending my regularly hated physician meetings the other day. Who knows if I'm crazy or not but I still have a few of my own secrets.
Ever since I was very young I had a very interesting talent. A lot of people that I know here in Salonville are able to observe some obvious events. Are any of you able to observe faces and voices and determine if you are being lied to or a lot of other things - like anyone's emotions? My unnamed doctor is what some of us might call a good looking younger woman - but she did graduate as an M.D. and she works as my neurologist.
About, well who knows, fifteen or twenty years ago when an actor called Alan Alda came across in a movie remake series called MASH. I always loved those stories. On one such occasion perhaps Benjamin Franklin "Hawkeye" Pierce was chatting in character with Wayne Rogers about a historical medical school testing event. The examination's question was, "How many bones are there in a hand?"
Alan Alda was playing his character of course. He did not know that particular answer but looking around he caught a sighting of a squirrel in a nearby window. His squirrel held up his paws (or "fingers") that indicated 24.
He flunked that test.
"What in the hell?" he screamed and the same squirrel reappeared briefly. The seemingly anthropomorphic animal pointed one paw at his other meaning, "Not human hand bone count."
Of course most of my blogs have several points. Do any of you ever have your brains examined? I love these tests just as "Hawkeye" always did too. What? Do I cheat? What do you think? My doctor pointed at her watch and asked, "What is this?"
I could see her face as well as the fact that she was writing "notes" as best that she could. I had four answers for her at that time - all of which I can still remember of course. I said, "Two-forty-five." and then thinking better, "Fourteen-forty-five." I also answered two additional time-determinations that were roughly the same but slightly different.
The amazing part of, in at least my own life, was that I was studying her face at that time. She was trying to act professionally. She was trying desperately to hide her own partly hidden "smirk". You can try but you just can't fool "rich pure&simple". What was rich really thinking? I was thinking that whatever watch that the doctor either bought for herself or was given to her is stainless steel. It ain't gold. It's probably a "cheap watch".
You all know what you eventually get right? My next appointment is coming in a couple of months. Let's find out just how well she writes her own notes as a medical doctor? It's my turn okay? I'll point to my arm and ask, "What is this?" Ahem, I don't wear a watch. She has a 50% chance of getting my question correct. I'll bet that she does.
Which bone (or perhaps muscle) in my arm that I'm pointing at?
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