For The Love Of Doctors, Stop It!

Yesterday as I went to sleep at 11 PM I assumed I’ll wake up the moment alarm rang at 6:30, but unfortunately my body and mind was highly confused when I slept 2 hrs earlier than the usual time, I decided to stop the alarm only to go back to sleeping. I woke up again with a startle since the time was already 7:15, I scrammed to the washroom to brush because today is the day I give my blood and urine sample for my annual full body checkup.

Honestly I’m quite nervous about the whole process, not because I’ve to pee in a bottle, even though that is a big concern for women. But because today is the day they are going to extract a good amount of my blood. You see, im very possessive about my blood and it takes me a lot of effort of eating iron supplements and iron rich food to get where I’ve reached today. In fact I want to donate blood once in my life if only I become an eligible candidate to do that. But giving it to the doctors just so that they can tell me I’ve some problem is not my cup of tea. Okay I should be slapped for being so dramatic, I get it.

The issue I in fact face here is that most doctors are extremely friendly, they listen to you and your woes like it’s their own problem. Not to mention, their inquisitiveness to know about how you’re doing and feeling in general. Remember the post I wrote where I went to the dentist for my wisdom teeth pain and in return I got complimented for my strong set of teeth? The doctors and the nurses here are so complimentary, it’s like you’ve gone to a Bollywood talk show where everyone is licking every other person’s ass. And situations like these would be extremely fine for a graceful lady who is being complimented because she would know how to handle one that is thrown at her every once in a while. Not me. I’m neither graceful nor do I act like a lady. When I’m complimented for something my entire skeleton in the body disappears and my leftover muscles will start to melt with a fuzzy noise. I don’t take flattery well and that’s exactly what they do every single time you try to meet a doctor.
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Either it’s my eyebrows that fascinates them, or my apparent age that looks not so apparent to them or in general they compliment Bigshot for having such a lovely wife. The credentials for these compliments are unknown but all I can say is that they are being extremely polite to their patients and sometimes I wish they weren’t so nice all the time, especially when you are about to pee in a minuscule bottle.

So as I finish my blog post today and get ready to give my precious samples, all I can worry about is how to handle a compliment without being weird about it. Because if I remember correctly, once a nurse was complimenting me for my look, which by the way, they do when they don’t see Indians that often, Bigshot tells me that I yelled ‘Thank You’ at her. He also said that she was scared for her life after that. See I don’t want that to happen again and let’s hope today is not one of those days. Until then have a good day/night everyone 🙂