So I went back to my new chiropractor, Paul Bunyan, today. I willed myself not to laugh. I coached myself through the entire morning, then the drive over there, and while I was on the table. “Don’t laugh, don’t laugh, don’t laugh,” I chanted, silently. Just relax! Breathe! NO LAUGHING!
I didn’t bray hysterically, this time. I was really proud of myself, in fact. I set my mind on not acting like a dork and for once, it actually worked. And my neck is feeling better and better. I stood up afterward, thanked Dr. Paul, went out and made my next appointment, said goodbye to all involved, and then went on out to my car.
I did all of the usual things; put the key in the ignition, turned, buckled my seatbelt, checked the mirrors, put the car into reverse. And then I put the car back in park, unbuckled, and went back inside.
To get my glasses.
Which I had somehow not noticed I wasn’t wearing, when I left.
First the laughing, now this. You can’t tell me those people aren’t making fun of me after I leave.