Mary: "Okay, on Tuesday Dr. Grumpy can see you at 11:00, or on Thursday we can do 4:15, or on..."
Mary took a sip of too-hot coffee and began coughing.
Ms. Miasma: "I'm hanging up. Can someone else call me back? I don't want to catch whatever you have over the phone."
Body armor? Check.
Taser? Check.
Pepper spray? Check.
Marie riding shotgun on the cart with a baseball bat and tranquilizer gun? Check.
Heading to Costco for pies.
Dr. Grumpy: "Any major illnesses run in your family?"
Ms. Daughter: "My dad had cancer. That's about it."
Ms. Mother: "I have high blood pressure."
Ms. Daughter: "No you don't."
Ms. Mother: "Yes, I do. I take Petrolololololol for it."
Ms. Daughter: "You have high blood pressure, and you take medication for it? How come I never knew this?"
Ms. Mother: "It's not a big deal. Most people my age are being treated for high blood pressure."
Ms. Daughter: "It's like my whole fucking life I'm living a lie."
Dr. Grumpy: "Are you allergic to any medications?"
Ms. Sesame: "I'm allergic to all medications that have a letter 'D' in them, regardless of whether it's the brand or generic name, or both."
Dr. Grumpy: "What have your blood pressures been running at home?"
Mr. Decimal: "They average 127.384 over 73.879"
