I really lucked out in the family department. My immediate family is loving, supportive and most importantly, really funny. My brother Dave has a rapier wit, my sister Lisa has a flair for the absurd, and if you look up witty in the dictionary, you might see a picture of my mom Jeannie. Suffice it to say we are all corny, smart, sassy, clever, somewhat droll and more than a little irreverent.
Well, the apple didn’t fall far from the family tree, and my 4 nephews and 2 daughters are all pretty darn funny by their own merits. In particular, my baby Elizabeth is one of those people that can get you to snort liquid out of your nose with one single look. She is down right hilarious and her timing is excellent.
On my two Dr. visits earlier this week, I was enormously pleased to find that Liza had changed her work schedule so she could accompany me. We grabbed a coffee and headed over to USC for an ultrasound of my kidneys and bladder (a precursor to the actual Botox treatment which will be taking place in 3 weeks). We took an LA Times crossword puzzle book to pass the time and had a great time laughing over words we made up and just generally being silly as we usually are.
After a delicious lunch at an outside cafe in Pasadena, we headed over to see to my neurologist Dr. S. Now, I adore Dr. S. I keep going to him despite the fact that he is the absolute worst when it comes to waiting. This time, it took us over 2 hours past my scheduled appointment time before we got in to see him. We had our usual discussion about my hirple, how the solu-medrol worked and so on; I did my tip toe walk up and back and then we moved into the exam room. Liza of course came in with me, that’s the point of her coming along after all.
First thing she does when the door is closed is start nosing around. While I’m getting into a gown, she is picking things up and looking at them. She finds these glasses sitting on the counter and immediately puts them on. I’m cracking up, just a Dr. S. comes in. He begins to do the exam and fortunately for me I can’t see Elizabeth who is behind his back. Wearing the glasses. Taking pictures.
Once the exam is over Dr. S. retreats to his office and tells us to join him once I’m put back together. He has no idea that there is NO WAY I can put myself together after Liza shows me the pictures of her in the glasses. We manage to bumble back to his office where he prescribes me a new medication called Baclofen to aid in my walking. I was biting the inside of my cheek trying hard not to laugh and missed the instructions on how to take the medication all together.
I gave Dr. S. the URL to this blog. Kind sir, if you are reading this, please forgive our irreverence. Liza remembered the instructions for the meds and we meant you no disrespect. You have to admit though, she looks pretty damn funny in these glasses.