I find myself going to the doctor a lot.
Whatever happened to the days when I could just wake up and go about my business?
Looking at the big picture, I'd consider myself healthy,but
I guess when your closer to 100 than you are to infancy, these pills, supplements and creams are just part of the day.
I went to my dermatologist the other day to have my 6 month skin evaluation. These little visits are a must for me.
Irish + years in the sun = bi-annual trips to the dermatologist of my choice.
Just to be safe, you know.
Here's what's bugging me.
A young girl who hates her job walks into the reception area and calls out my name with the enthusiasm of a Starbucks employee saying "White Chocolate Mocha" for the millionth time.
I follow her in to the exam room and awkwardly stand there as she fills out some paper work.
"Are you here for your full skin exam" she asks without even pretending to be interested in my answer.
"Uh, yeah" I responded, quickly looking around to assure myself I am where I thought I was.
She finished her paper work and then handed me a garment, saying, "Take all your cloths off except your underwear, put this gown on, opening in the back."
Poof, she was gone.
I did as I was told. I'm a quick dresser, so I sit on the chair with the paper covering, and wait.
I then find myself sitting there, adjusting this...."gown",trying not to look as stupid as I think I do.
First of all, it's not a gown, IT'S MORE LIKE A FREAKING SUN DRESS!
Can they give me a garment that would make me feel any more awkward?
I wouldn't have felt any more like an idiot if they gave me a dunce hat and a bra to put on.
As I fumble with my sun dress, trying to keep my shoulders covered, I noticed my legs look whiter and skinnier then ever. This is not a good look for me.
Nothing I could do about that since my "gown" only comes to mid thigh.
I thought for a second my wife would look hot in this, but it wasn't working for me.
I understand I'm in a doctors office. I'd feel more comfortable sitting there in my underwear.
Why do I have to play dress up?
Talk about breaking down a guys confidence.
My doctor, a woman arrives after a few moments, with the tools of the trade in her hand ,which basically looks like a propane torch.
I'll go into that in detail at a later time.
I half expected her to comment on my outfit.
Thank god we weren't wearing matching dresses.