Snap!

Friday, 10:33 am

By KateC

The lad woke in high spirits this morning despite facing a physical late this morning. He wasn’t going to let it bother him. No problem. No problem at all. I dropped him off at the appoinment, ran an errand, and returned to the doc’s office. The lad was the lone person in the waiting room when I arrived. After another ten minutes or so, the nurse practitioner walked out pulling on her latex gloves. She called his name and looked at him, loudly snapping the last glove in place and wiggling her fingers. The snap reverberated. “Oh God,” he said, clutching the edges of his chair. The look on his face was priceless. Something between horror and terror. He was a diminished man and meeky followed her into the catacombs.

And as soon as he’d left the waiting room I dissolved into peals of laughter. It was funny and it was classic. As it turned out she was only preparing to draw his blood. He apparently was so relieved that he didn’t even remember which arm she stuck. He’s fine, he’s healthy, and it is blessedly over for another year.