After walking by the exam room and seeing me "arranging" Fredi's bed head,
Doc says to the nurse: Lori was grooming Fredi. I thought that was cute.
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During the physical exam, Doc mentions he has known me for a while now, and he says it's been about four years. I know we met in April 2007, and I say to him, "Actually, I'm pretty sure, it's been almost three years."
Doc: It seems much longer.
Me: Is that good or bad?
Doc: I don't know.
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After the exam, I put back on just my bra and zippered hoodie. I'm not going to get fully dressed until after the nurse accesses my Port-A-Cath chemo port. I walk out into the hallway for a minute to ask a question, forgetting the hoodie isn't zipped up, so my bra is showing a bit.
Doc is in the back room, sees me standing there in the hallway and tells me:
Be careful, Lori. Don't go wandering around here half naked. There's a bunch of old men.
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Apparent pharmaceutical rep: Hi, Doctor, a friend of yours, Dr. Arnold, sent me.
Doc: Dr. Arnold sent you? You must have some freebies for me then!
Rep: No, no freebies.
Doc: No freebies?
Later
Doc: So who are you?
Rep: I'm David Kellum.
Doc: No, I mean who are you, what are you doing here?
Rep: Well, as I mentioned, Dr. Arnold--
Doc: [getting impatient and loud] No, no, I want to know what you do.
Rep: I'm from the West Coast Diagnostics Company, and--
Doc: No, no, no. You're not understanding me. Hold on a minute. [He leaves the room].
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While You Were Sleeping
Doc walks by the couch where I am sleeping during chemo. He may or may not remember from the physical exam that I have long johns on under my jeans. I'm wearing a Yankees short-sleeved t-shirt under a knit black sweater with a pink hoodie on top.
Doc walks by the couch where I am sleeping during chemo. He may or may not remember from the physical exam that I have long johns on under my jeans. I'm wearing a Yankees short-sleeved t-shirt under a knit black sweater with a pink hoodie on top.
I'm also wearing calf-length fuzzy warm green and purple striped socks on my feet, brown leather gloves on my hands, a red and white head scarf with the hood of the jacket pulled over the scarf. I have a pillow under my head, a winter coat underneath me, and two fleece blankets on top of me.
Doc announces to anyone who might be listening: I think we better turn up the heat. Lori looks cold.
All names except mine and Fredi's are changed for privacy reasons.
