A friend called this afternoon and asked me how I was doing.
“About the same,” I answered from my horizontal position on the couch, huddled beneath a blanket.
“You really shouldn’t wait too long to go to the doctor,” she advised. A former nurse, she’s pretty good at handing out medical advice, but not so good at taking it herself. “You might have a sinus infection.”
I was thinking she could be right, as I had only just removed my hands from either side of my face, pressed against my temples to answer the phone.
“You can tell by touching your chin.”
Already my hand was moving to my chin to find some hidden point that would reveal the answer, sinus infection or not? She did have the medical training, after all. Maybe she knew some mysterious trick that had evaded me thus far in life.
“Touch my chin?” I asked in amazement hoping for further instruction.
“Taking your TEMP,” she enunciated.
And then we both dissolved into fits of laughter. Which really is the best medicine.
