The Plague Part II

I've taken a while to post this great story, and I'm not sure why...because it's a good one.  If you are a frequent blog reader, you know that back in October I had the plague.  You can read about it here.

I don't know how I did it, but somehow I avoided all illness save a tiny sinus infection last year.  This year is a different case.  Maybe these kids are just more germy or more touchy than last years kids, but I feel like I have been in a constant state of sick since mid October.  So after my last experience at the walk in clinic, I swore up and down I would never go back.  BUT. Then I got sick on a Sunday and there were rumors of strep throat going around and there really wasn't another option.  So back to the land of people who accuse me of being pregnant I went.  After all, I thought, what are the odds of me getting the same doctor? Those places have like 20 doctors on staff at random times.

WRONG.  After having my vitals taken and waiting in the room for like a small century, in walks none other than everyone's favorite shockingfasttalkerforanenglishlanguagelearner doctor, talking a mile a minute and being demeaning as usual.  The visit went fine.  He only asked me if I was pregnant once, which is a huge step up from the three times he asked me last time.  He figured out my illness pretty quickly, but also determined that I have allergies. Sure. Fine. Whatever.  He also determined I needed nasal spray. Okay. Great. Sure. Then this conversation ensued.

Doctor Crazy Pants: HOW YOU USE NASAL SPRAY!?
Me: Um. I don't know. Normally.
DCP: NO! YOU DO STRAIGHT OR TO SIDE?!
Me: I don't know.
DCP: PICK ONE!!!! STRAIGHT UP OR TO SIDE?!
Me: (I'm getting a little panicey here...I haven't been yelled at since I was pulled over for speeding my freshman year of college, and that ended with me in tears) I don't know!! Straight. Straight!
DCP: WRONG!!!!!!!! That okay. You aren't only one. You must spray to side. That where sinuses are.

Then DCP proceeds to put his ink pen up his nose (like not just a little...all the way) and demonstrates which way to point the nasal spray.  He even used the clicker on his pen as a pretended sprayer.

I was far too sick and tired to control my reactions.  So I laughed in his face.  Oops.

Oh well.  I guess that's just how the cookie crumbles sometimes.  I would say I won't go back there...but at this point...it's just getting pretty entertaining.  Maybe I'll even start requesting DCP.

In other news. It is abstinence week, which means I don't teach. Which further means my pinterest has greatly benefited.  I'm working on a little write up for you all concerning the awesome questions and comments these little delights are making.  I'll warn you ahead of time...these kids aren't as entertaining as last year, but they all still have that ohmygoshthisistheworstthingever look on their faces.  They also stare at their hands a lot.