Captain Crunch and I headed down to the x-ray department after a quick smoke break. I went in and saw the same makeshift pillow that was there back in December. The tech told me that people take hospital pillows all the time and the department was tired of replacing them so they waddled up some plastic, put tape around it and a pillow case and called it a pillow. No one has stolen it since. I wondered if I was being charged for laying on a real pillow or a fake one? This hospital is in the top 100 in the country and they have fake plastic pillows. I wondered if the x-ray machine was really just a box that hid a guy with a disposable camera. So after I was cheated out of who knows how much money from the fake pillow I got up to see my x-rays. As I rounded the corner out of my mouth came, “Good gracious, you could have warned a girl!” It seems today’s technology takes more advanced pictures. There was much more than bone in those pictures of my hips on that flat screen PC monitor. Also, the x-ray didn’t show that I’d lost 10 pounds. I was upset by that, that and the fact that as the tech explained what she saw I had to remind her to remove the cursor from areas where it didn’t need to come to rest. I was feeling quite violated. I told her we didn’t know each other well enough for her to just leave the cursor hanging any and everywhere.
So she began explaining to me what she saw. I pointed to a spot near the pelvic bone and said, “What’s that black spot?” She said, “Gas!” I thought to myself, “If she’s trying to humiliate me she is doing a great job of it. Am I being charged for the humiliation or is it free?” Continue reading ‘What’s That Black Spot?’
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