In both of my classes, we've had a lot of discussion about the idea that truth is often stranger than fiction. I have always agreed with that, as a lot of strange stuff has happened in my life. There are many stories I tell that are put in the "no way that really happened" category. But, I swear they are true. If you're nice enough, maybe I'll tell you a few.
I added to that collect again this week, during my yearly lady-parts exam at my gynecologist. Since my beloved finally has decent health insurance, I can go to a doctor that is not only convenient but cool. I like my doctor a lot. She actually takes time to talk to me, and is very open with any questions I have. There is only one complaint I have about her. In the exam room, facing the business end of the exam table, is a black and white photo. And, every time I go for my annual exam this photo creeps me out.
So what, you ask? It's just a photo, Heidi. Get a grip. Well, let me explain. It is a wedding photo. I don't know if my doctor's child is the groom or the bride. But, that isn't the weird part. It is the way the photo is taken. It is one of those over-the-shoulder-glance photos, where the happy couple are gazing back at the camera as they walk forward into their life together. And, the look on the groom's face is the problem. His eyebrow is slanted up, as if to say, "why am I looking at that?" I know in my head that the photo can't see me, but it is by far one of the most off putting things I have ever encountered in a doctor's office.
So, this photo is staring at me as my feet are in the stirrups. They are turning around to look at my who-who-dilly as my doctor is talking me through the procedure. I just wonder why the doctor chose to put the picture there, of all places. After all, she does have an office. Wouldn't the lovely couple be happier in there? I can only hope that someday when I go back, the photo will be gone. I mean, how do I tell my doctor that a picture staring at my business is too much for me to handle? She'd probably refer me to the shrinks down the street.
I couldn't make this stuff up. Does this stuff happen to anyone else, or is it just me?