JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 9 – DAY 272 :: happy

1 Oct

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I laughed a lot today. At a doctor’s appointment no less. I had my annual exam and pap smear, which I find to be the funniest word ever. Smear. Like it’s some sort of topping for toast. It isn’t, by the way, in case you have never had one.  

Right before the pap smear ensued I was asked to dress down and don the fabled paper gown. So I did, except for my bra, because you know, the girls are fake so it doesn’t matter anymore. I guess I forgot to tell my new doctor this because when she started my annual exam she opened up my gown and frowned at me. “Why are you wearing your bra?” 

I looked at her and laughed. “Oh, I forgot to tell you, these are fake.” 

She laughed. I laughed even harder.
Then she said, “You’re right, don’t need to examine those.” 

As we laughed even harder I realized that I forgot to tell her something else. Two night ago I did a body scrub made with Turmeric which turned the bathtub and my toes and fingers temporarily yellow. As I explained this to my new doctor I warned her that I may have other skin parts that were yellow from it too, so not to be alarmed. 

She laughed again.  
I laughed all the way through the procedure. 
She called me “Tumeric Toes.”
And then we laughed some more. 

I have never had more fun at a doctor’s office. Or laughed harder. Which is a welcome change in my life and truly underscores the theory that laughter is the best medicine. 

And, joy is a simple thing. A very powerful, simple thing. 

Trust me!
More tomorrow.
Jamie

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