ROFL!

It's well into Friday night around our house and Boris and I are still chuckling over this one.

Why? I got a call from my gastroenterologist.

Let me set the stage here. It's 8:00 PM on this Friday night. Boris and I are enjoying our first (or maybe second) happy hour cocktail. Boris is surfing on the Mac, and I'm chatting in the RV Dreams Chatroom. Both cats are happily sleeping nearby. All is happy and mellow.

Then, the phone rings.

Boris checks the caller ID and notices it's from Dr. C, a gastroenterologist I've never met who I just scheduled an appointment with today. As part of our pre-fulltiming efforts, we're getting all of our health care needs taken care of - including this not-so-little test that comes highly recommended after a person turns 50. When I visited my primary care doc for my annual physical a couple of weeks ago, she recommended I see Dr. C for a consultation about "the procedure". So, I called today to schedule the appointment, which is set for Monday afternoon.

Well, when a Doctor calls your house on a Friday evening, what do you do? You answer the phone. Boris handed me the phone and I said hello.

As the RV Dreams chatter dialogue filled my computer screen, I listened to the good doctor as he introduced himself, informed me that our Monday afternoon appointment would be delayed by 30 minutes, and proceeded to give me the lowdown on what to expect for my appointment...and THE PROCEDURE.

Geez! Just moments ago I was chilling with my husband and virtual friends, enjoying a cocktail or two, shaking off the ill effects of an unsatisfying workweek. Now, I'm getting the Reader's Digest version of "Everything You Wanted To Know About Your First Colonoscopy But Were Afraid To Ask"...on a Friday night!!!

Too, too, TOO much.

Keep in mind, this all happened after 8:00 on a Friday night!

That said, I was impressed to get a phone call from an actual physician. And, that he was willing to take 20 minutes of his Friday night to help me understand what will transpire on Monday afternoon actually impressed the hell out of me. The fact that I had had a cocktail or two before he called made it all just a little too funny.

In the language of the chatters, I was definitely ROFL!