A Visit with Dr Watson
Dr. Watson is like the fun-loving aunt that is always everyone’s favorite. She’ll say something totally off-the-wall while performing an uncomfortable physical examination, yet she will go out of her way to help in any way she can. Although her heavy workload has grayed her prematurely, she is always upbeat, quick to smile, and more than willing to listen. Even though she has lived in Hawaii for many years, her faint English accent reminds me that she originates from the UK.
This past week I had an appointment with Dr. Watson. In more than twenty years of being her patient, I don’t recall ever discussing politics with her, but I decided that I would mention the presidential election. During the appointment, I asked if she was planning on voting in November. Her eyes rolled upward towards her brow with a look that is all too familiar with many democrats.
“That f**k,” she said in whispered tone.
“Why? What?” Although I had never heard her swear before, I was much more interested in what she had to share than how she expressed it.
“Have you seen Fahrenheit 9/11?” she asked.
“No, not yet. Have you?”
“I’m already mad as hell, but my husband and son went to see it and now they’re mad.”
“What were they expecting?”
“Well, they were expecting to see what they saw. But to actually see the president sit in that classroom for all that time after knowing the planes had hit.”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, don’t get me started on this man,” she said while turning her attention to my file.
“Okay.”
“Leader of the free world,” she mumbled in contempt.