Friday, December 18, 2009

At a Loss for Words for a Change.

It is true.  I have been told that you must take someone with you when you talk to your doctor about any major illness you might have because you are rendered stupid during the conversation.  I learned first hand today that my analytic abilities, of which I am so proud, evaporated when the word "cancer" was mentioned several times by an oncologist talking about options to deal with my massive growth.  Luckily, this effect did not extend to my husband who remembered all the questions we wanted to ask the doctor.  I, on the other hand, sat  mute, amazed that Paul could even think.

The "C" word.  Automatic IQ dropper.

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