Rude Remarks.

Yesterday, I went to the doctor. (FYI I’m okay. And no, I’m not pregnant and that’s not why I went there). When the nurse brought me into the waiting room, she put the little thing on my finger to measure something, I think my pulse, I have no idea.

While that was on my finger, she took my temperature from my ear. Once she was done with that, I assumed the finger device was finished too. I don’t know why, I just was antsy, and took it off without thinking.

When I realized I took it off too early, I let her know. But instead of saying something like, “Oh, it’s okay, we can just do it again.” She actually said the following, in a very sharp and harsh tone:

What were you thinking?!

I tried to tell her why, but it just came out as jumble because I really wasn’t sure why I did it. So I just apologized over and over.

I literally had to hold back the tears.

I know it doesn’t sound very bad, but the way she snapped at me made me feel terrible.

Oh, and then I had to wait in there for 35 minutes without cell phone service or a magazine. So if you need to know how much prescriptions cost for students, I can help you out. It was my only reading material in there.