The other day I got my x-ray results back and read through the report carefully. Something caught my eye in the report. There was a line that read, "minimal degenerative change of the first ray of the blobbety bloobety" (I'm paraphrasing). The word that upset me? Degenerative! What do they mean degenerative? I'm young(ish)! I grew up drinking milk! There should be no degenerative changes in my body for years!
So I called my doctor's office right away to get more information. They calmed me down and said the degenerative change is extremely minimal and just a natural part of not being a teenager anymore. I was somewhat comforted by this, but still mostly traumatized. I had visions of myself taking over for Sally Field in those Boniva commercials (original picture here). I'm too young for this!
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| The new face of Boniva. |
If you need me, I'll be over here drinking a tall glass of milk to wash all this Boniva down.
9 comments:
You've GOT to watch out for your blobbety bloobety - it's really the most susceptible of all of the organs (body parts?) to degenerative damage. Also, I think you'd rock those Boniva commercials!
Totally agree katherine, not only would she rock those commercials, she'd top Sally, which is no easy feat. Go Elizabeth!
They should have something else that stops eye wrinkles though. Mine keep getting worse, and it's not even all bad, since I smile with my eyes at least as much if not more than with my mouth. Maybe you can work your Boniva connections Elizabeth and get somebody on that one with something that truly works and will solve the problem.
I'm sorry your bloobety bloobety is ailing you. However, unlike the whozawhatsits, it does recover quickly.
A couple of weeks ago I was diagnosed with bursitis in my shoulder. We may be more chronologically experience, but you, dear, are doing so quite gracefully!
...Elizabeth, you make a great Sally Field (when she was Gidget or the the flying nun)
getting old aint for the young people, it takes years to be able to take the news that you aren't young anymore. Unfortunately I now know I'll have something to deal with for the rest of my life, and it's gonna be painful on some days.
Some years it isn't worth the birthday for the problems you find.
Run, Forrest, Run!
...while you still can without the aid of a cane.
It's okay, Gidget. We have crutches in the basement.
Your photo-shopping skills are impressive.
Sally Field eat your heart out!
(P.S. That's kind-of a gross saying)
I am literally crying from laughing so hard. At least you're not the new face for IBS.
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