No man, She hit me right here

There is a great scene in the Big Lebowski where the Dude, having been punched in the mouth and told repeatedly to see the Dr., is getting examined. The Dr. tells him to drop his pants and the Dude says "No man, she hit me here." pointing to his mouth. Well my father apparently had his own visit to that very same Dr. today. My dad does not go to the Dr. for anything. He once took a power drill to his toe nail to relieve the pressure after dropping something obscenely heavy on it. Why go to the Dr. when you have a perfectly good drill right here in the garage. While working out one morning he felt dizzy and fainted hitting his head. No Dr. there either, he self diagnosed as just trying to do too much too early. So for him to now go see a Dr. with a sore forearm from his sheet metal job my guess is that it would probably have me in constant tears if it were me. My mom went with him and waited in the lobby for nearly an hour before my dad came out pouting. You could chalk the look up to his aversion for the whole medical establishment but my guess is it had something to do with the Prostrate exam that he had just been given! How could that exam have gone worse?

"So Bing tell me where it hurts?"

"It's my fore arm doc, I think I strained it."

"OK drop your pants and lean over this table."

I imagine my dad laughing at the Dr. when he first told him he was going to give him the exam. Then that nervous laughter fading as my dad looked around the exam room for what he he will stab the Dr. with before he makes his run for it. As funny as this story was to me when my mom told me I was happy to hear that my dad finally saw a Dr. for something, and that this Dr. took this window of opportunity to check some things that men of s certain age need checked. All is well with the test though his arm is strained and needs rest. Right now the Over/Under on the amount of time Bing takes to rest that arm is right at 3 days and I have the Under.