A Different Infection

After many fruitless efforts to get my ear infection seen by a medical professional, we finally found a clinic that agreed to see me tomorrow.

“Make sure you arrive 15 minutes early so that the nurse can take your urine sample,” the receptionist informs us.

I’m so beaten down at this point that I’m thinking, hey, urine sample, bone marrow probe, fingerprints, retina scans, I’m ready for all of it.

Then it turned out that the receptionist doesn’t associate ear infections with adults and when she heard my age she deduced that my infection must be a UTI. Because adult women don’t have ears.