Had a really nice appointment with the ear specialist today....I knew from the hearing test just before I saw the gorgeous specialist with the Irish lilt that I was either very deaf or the machines weren't working.
Gorgeous looked in my ears with a gadget it would be helpful for GPs to have and declared.....
My god....both ears completely blocked....consent form nurse. Here we are...just sign and give us permission to do anything we like while you're under....
Some minutes passed...
Gorgeous: Come on..stop dithering...I want my pen back.
Me: Just hold on, sunshine........I'm thinking.
Gorgeous: About?
Me: Dying under the anaesthetic. It's a bit worrying...
Gorgeous: Stop worrying....if you die I'm the one lumbered with all the paper work and an inquiry....you'll know nothing about it if you're dead.
Me: How do you know that.....no-one knows what happens when we die.
Gorgeous: Hmmm...good point...you still won't have the paper work though.
Me: If I sign can I fly while I'm waiting?
Gorgeous: Not on your own....that would be dangerous.
Me: In an aeroplane I mean?
Gorgeous: Where are you going?
Me: Knock, Ireland.
Gorgeous: That's a bit extreme....the operation's not so risky you have to go to Knock to pray beforehand.
Me: I don't pray...well I might start though. I'm going for a music festival.
Gorgeous: Why? You can't hear anything. Go on, sign....there's nothing to it.
Me: That's okay to say from your end.
Gorgeous: It'll only be my end if your luck's in and I operate....☺
I liked him.....♥....but I still don't want the procedure....:-(
My mistake then....it's just that you come across on AB as someone for whom life holds little in the way of joy and humour to share.....but if that's not so good for you.........☺
Woof...it was a lovely and funny appointment...not for everyone I know but my sense of humour is dark....and it helps when you are facing your possible demise.....☻