While waiting in the dermatologist's office this morning, my mind started to wander as I stared at a bottle of Aluminum Chloride wondering in what capacity it was used. I noticed how horrible the music being piped into the room was, but then I thought it would be much worse with no music. Waiting in that tiny little room while sitting on a paper lined exam table in complete silence. Nothing to do but stare at the four white walls and various jars of cotton balls and swabs. Right then Terence Trent D'Arby started up with "Wishing Well" and I realized with every pro there is a con. I think I would rather have 10-15 minutes of silence and boredom instead of the following scenario.
*knock, knock*
Doctor: Well the biopsy results are in and unfortunately I have some bad news.
Patient: On no...
Wish me love a wishing well To kiss and tell A wishing well of butterfly tears
Doctor: Yes, I am very sorry. You have a very aggressive form of melanoma. There is nothing we can do.
Do do dooo Do do dooo Do do do da doooooo...
