More conversations with Erik
Conversation can be so . . . Educational? Enlightening? … Effervescent?
All of the above?
Case in point.
Second Son, hereinafter known as ‘Erik’ was having a
discussion with his wife, ‘Kallie’.
Kallie: “How long do eye exams
take? Just an hour or so, right?”
Erik: “Usually less. Unless you
have a cavity.” You have to know that this
comment was immediately followed with the impressively accurate sound of a
drill. (ie. dentist’s.)
And was met with the usual
response.
Eyerolling.
Kallie: “You’re thinking of the
wrong kind of doctor.”
You don’t know Erik.
Erik: “You’ve never worn glasses.”
Somehow a visit to the eye doctor just got a whole lot more terrifying...
Eye tests and dentists drills
ReplyDeleteDoctors bills don't give us thrills
Sooo true!
DeleteThanks for nothing. The world is conspiring to scare me about optometrists recently. A good friend's husband has to have fortnightly injections. Into his eye.
ReplyDeleteI am not usually bothered by injections, but this one gives me the cold grues.
Ugh. Me, too!
DeleteOh, that eye drilling! Seriously, my mother in law is an eye melanoma survivor and you should have seen some of the tests they had to run on her yearly to make sure there is no recurrence. But, I promise, there was no drilling!
ReplyDeleteYikes! There's nothing that makes me more squeamish than thinking of things poking into my eye.
DeleteToo funny!
ReplyDeleteI'll tell Erik, Red. The most he got from the rest of us was, "Ewwwww!" :)
DeleteEye drilling? Injections in the eyes? Yikes!
ReplyDeleteRight?!
DeleteLOL! I don't mind the thought of things around my eyes, it's my innards that I want to protect! (the eye complacency is probably because I've already been there) So I find this pretty funny :)
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