June 12, 2009
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I remember the day like it was yesterday. I said, “Oh, let’s clean up your desktop,” as I closed window after window. The doctor was great–didn’t bat an eye. She had wonderful porcelain skin and often advised me on how to care for my similarly fair complexion. She also explained to me how to read barcodes on manufacturers’ coupons in order to cheat the system (e.g., how to know if a coupon that says 16 oz size only actually will work on the 8 oz size). I had to swear never to share the information with anyone. The last time I saw her–maybe 2 years ago–she was gathering up all of the sugar and splenda packets at the coffee table during Grand Rounds.
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This sounds like a disturbing-but-intriguing extension of the “Grilled Cheese Sandwich” discussion.