Wherein I get scolded by my eye doctor for an inappropriate sense of humor.

I went in for my annual eye exam, knowing I needed a new prescription for my glasses.  The doctor was looking in my eyes with the light and asked if I had been having headaches.

Me:  Um….yeah.

So my optic nerve is inflamed.  My eye doctor said I have to go to the neurologist, but it’s not uncommon and probably nothing.

He walked me to where Josh was.

Me: I’m dying.

His face was a look of panic and anxiety.

Dr: That’s not what I said.

Me: Oh, I know, I was just giving my husband a hard time.

Dr: We don’t joke about that.

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