"Oh, Joe..." the Junior Varsity doctor exclaimed,
drawing out the "oh" sound in both words,
seriously but quietly, in an awestruck way,
her voice cooing like she was talking to a kitten
and not examining stitches,
inches from my arse.
"It's healed" she said.
"I don't need to see you for three months."
Monday, August 13, 2012
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