This may be sharing a bit much, but I want to tell you about the trip to my urologist yesterday. Before I do that, I want to point out that I have a urologist. He’s my guy. It’s fine to have a barber, a dry cleaning lady, and a dentist, but don’t only old people have medical specialists of a delicate nature which they call their own? I think so. I do wear tri-focals, which you can call “progressives” all you want but we all really know what they are: glasses for the aged. So off I trundled in a vehicle which is no spring chicken but much younger than my college degree to my urologist for a follow up to last spring’s unfortunate incident of man having lady problems. As I left the building, I grabbed a bottle of water from the store room because at my age it is a bad idea to get dehydrated. Plus they are likely to ask for a specimen.
And as I drove down the avenue, I thought about how undignified the doctor’s office. Never mind the specific kind of doctor I was off to visit, any kind of doctor’s office can make you feel like a schlub by making you wait forever only to give you the cursory once over. (My Sweet Lady’s docs over at Community Family Practice don’t act that way, by the way. I’m thinking of asking her for a loan) So I was preparing myself for some righteous indignation about the way I was going to be treated while I sipped on my water.
It was about this time that I noticed that the water bottle was faulty. Water was coming from somewhere, but not in a strong, steady stream. Instead it was sort of dripping or dribbling out. I looked for a source but could not put a point on it. Beside which, I’ve recently been reminded of the importance of paying attention to the road when operating a motor vehicle. So I put the bottle down until I arrived at my urologist’s office. Walking through the door, I realized that the water had dribbled all over my flat front khakis. The lap area, to be exact. There was nothing to be gained in trying to explain the situation to the woman at the desk. In fact, some things are better left unsaid. She got me right back to see the doctor.