Good To See You Again!

i don’t like to lie. if i do lie, believe me it’s for your own good. now don’t get all hoity-toity on me… we all do it. those little white lies we tell people. “yes, i think your hair cut looks great!” (for those people we don’t know well) or the big one “I’m fine!” yeah, we’ve all done it.

which brings me to one of my most awkward moments.

i went to my gynecologist for my yearly appointment today. that in itself is a whole barrel full of embarrassment and awkwardness. they always say something that always throws me for a loop…

“It was good to see you again!”

i just can’t seem to choke out the words “you too!” because it’s NOT good to see them.

my family doctor does that to me too.

i don’t understand why. okay, i do understand that they’re just being nice, but i hope that it’s okay when i don’t reciprocate the feelings. today

i’m not a hypochondriac… i don’t enjoy going to the doctor. in fact, i find any visit to any doctor to be an embarrassing hassle. so forgive me if i just can’t seem to choke out the words “it’s good to see you again too” because really… it’s not. if i had my way, i’d never have need of another doctor again.

i mean really, if they were truly honest they say “hey! it’s good to see you! thank you for lining my pockets and putting dinner on my table every night. let’s check you out to see if you have any illnesses that if left untreated could possibly be the death of you!”

yeah, no.

it’s NOT good to see you.