The following is a brief conversation with Jon, who on our honeymoon feared he had meningitis because his neck was stiff. I, taking a more practical and logical approach, reminded him that he had been sleeping on a plane and two-hour van ride while his head bobbled and flopped around. Muscle soreness seemed like a more legitimate diagnosis to me. I guess being married to a neuro-psychologist has its challenges. “I’m a brain scientist… I KNOW all the things that can go wrong with the brain and spinal cord.” I’m not a brain scientist (or a hypochondriac), but I know that having your head tossed around like you’re on a ride at the county fair will cause your neck to be stiff.
So, after we returned from Panama and I had finally convinced him that he did not have meningitis, he pointed out a small bloody spot on his elbow.
“What is that blood?” he asked.
“I don’t know. Did you slap a mosquito or something?”
“Maybe.”
“Gah, now you’ll be telling me you have West Nile or something.”
“No. Dengue fever. Everyone has West Nile.”
Leave it to my husband to be dramatic. We’re not too far away from cold and flu season. This could get interesting.
5 comments:
Look on the bright side: there's a strong likelihood you'll have interesting drugs handy.
Something done blowed up on his elbow. . . maybe the diagnosis is elblowedupnatosis.
It's so cool to hear you say "husband" :)
It's so cool to hear you say "husband" :)
Jennifer. This is hillarious. YOU are hillarious. I see signs ALL THE TIME and wish I had a camera. As soon as I get the little antenna to get on-line, I will begin posting random photos to share with you. And I'll be visiting your reflections on a regular basis. Thank you. Thank you for a square view.
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