#embarresment

So this is a little throwback to the last time I went to the doctor!

Alright so since I had brain surgery back in June, I’ve been having to go see my neurosurgeon pretty consistently. Since I’m not legally old enough to take myself, my mom takes me, and everything is going great, we’re in the waiting room for a short amount of time and then we’re taken to the back where I have my weight and blood pressure checked. It’s all going good, till my mom sees a cut on my wrist.

Obviously very concerned and a little angry, she says, “Victoria Whitney, what the hell is that on your wrist?!” I dont see the problem, thinking she’s talking about the scar where I had my arterial line in. No, she’s talking about a little cut I forgot about right beside it. “Are you cutting yourself?!” She says when I don’t say anything but give her a weird look. Now the nurse is concerned and mama is angrier. I asked her what she was talking about and she grabbed my wrist, pointing to the baby cut. I know that my face had to have turned into a red crayon guys.

You’re all probably thinking, okay what’s the embarrassing part right? Well here it is!

A couple of day before I had to go to the doctor, I was cleaning up my room and putting stuff away in my closet, when my wrist caught the door (it’s wooden) and cut my wrist. It wasn’t big or anything life threatening, I forgot about it a few hours later, so of course I hadn’t known what she was talking about.

I, too embarrassed to say my closet door tried to maim me, just shook my head and told the two concerned women that it wasn’t a self harm cut and they didn’t wanna know how I got it.

I had later told my mom how I got it when we got to the room where we would see the doc, after the nurse was gone.

I had predicted correctly in thinking she would laugh at me. She nearly had a heart attack she was laughing her ass off so hard.

So yeah, moral of the story is, beware of killer doors and judgemental people!