(Blame Loch for this too. The girl of a thousand nicknames.)
I had an early meeting this morning with the Russian doctor. The young one, in spite of my request for Senior. The young one is far creepier and knows less English. I forgot about the creepy part and offered him coffee first and he took it as an invitation to get familiar and asked me if I wanted a referral to a surgeon to have the scar under my nose fixed. And my nose if I wanted. He then refused the coffee and took my blood pressure. Probably should have done that first, as he frowned and asked if I had done anything to reduce it as promised.
I'm...trying to relax more? I smile with all my teeth.
He frowns and laughs at the same time. I think only Russians can do that, actually. You need to do it better, then. He scolds and I imaginary-roll my eyes.
I will try.
If not, medication.
Speaking of that-
What do you need?
I need to not take pills.
Usually people want more pills.
I'm not 'people'. I hate pills.
What is wrong with pills?
They make me gain weight, sleep all the time and I have no creative spark whatsoever. I sort of don't care about anything. I'm not entirely sober on these things.
Well, you could use more sleep and more weight and less caring. Less..uh what do you call it? Less uptights.
Right. My tights are too far up my arse.
Pardon me?
Nothing. I don't want to take the pills.
What about headaches?
I'll have to try something else. Maybe a guillotine.
He said you were acrimonious.
I don't even know what that means.
Gloomy. Bluesy, as it were.
I laugh. This is insane. Can I just please stop taking the pills?
Yes, but go off slowly. One a day for the next week, then stop.
Thank Jesus.
Which one of them is Jesus?
No one. It's an expression.
We have an expression too, Mrs. C______. It's Pochemuchka. It means a difficult child.
Great.
So what do you want to try next?
Nothing. Let's just wait and see.
He shrugs and turns to leave. If you insist, but the first headache you have brings me back. We are all busy.
Then I'll see you soon. I smile because I'm not in any pain right now.
Pochemuchka. He shakes his head as he goes. A pain in the tights for certain.
