I sat uncomfortably in the waiting room holding the 600 HKD x-ray of my foot in my hand. It was so cold that I was sweating under my arms and on my palms.
Finally the nursing station window slid back, “Mister Jackson, the doctor will see you now.”
I nodded and got up.
The door to the doctor’s office was closed so I knocked before entering. “Please come in,” said the voice behind it.
I walked in and he was a plump Chinese doctor in a suit and he was standing to greet me. He held out his hand and instantly took the x-ray. He switched on the fluorescent light for the display. He took the black plastic paper out and stabbed it to the top of the display.
He looked it over quickly and I sat down.
“Mmm,” he said and touched the spot where my ankle was. “That’s where the growth is and as you can see – we don’t see it.” He let out a breath. “So I don’t think there is anything to worry about. You are going to be okay.”
I sighed.
“However, if you want to remove that off your ankle we can do it. It would only take an hour and we can remove it right here in my office.”
“But would I be able to walk out of here?” I asked.
“Of course. It might be a little discomfort but no problems. But seriously, unless you are embarrassed by the growth – there is no need to worry about it.”
“I am not worried about it. I think it gives me character.”
He smiled. “Well, then I think it’s settled.” He switched off the display and returned the x-ray back to its manila envelope. Then the doctor handed it back to me. “This is yours.”
“Thank you.”
“Only if it grows larger should we consider removing it. But if everything stays the same, nothing to worry about.”
“Okay,” I said. “I was very worried.”
He smiled his doctor smile. “No need to worry.” And then settling in his leather chair he changed to small talk. “What do you do?”
“I work for an IT company and I travel a lot. So this was going to severely impact my travel schedule.”
“Of course.”
“And I have a debut.”
“A debut?”
“Yes, I do standup comedy to get rid of the stress. And my debut is Saturday night.”
He laughed. “Well do me a favor and don’t make a joke about me.”
“If we were in Thailand, it would be easier to do that.”
He looked confused. “What do you mean?”
“In Thailand, get more value with the doctors there. Go to remove a tumor and return with a vagina.”
He chuckled. “I think your debut will be fine.”
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Saturday, May 16, 2009
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