I don't know what my deal is.
I can't help it.
I just do it.
I LIE TO DOCTORS.
"What seems to be the problem, Miss?" They ask me with their starched white coats and cold stethoscopes at the ready.
"Nothing! AB-solutely fine and dandy!" I say through the pain, the blood, the cracked teeth- whatever it is that is ailing me.
I did this today. I totally lied: "I'm feeling much better!"
"Well, your test did come back negative... Maybe we should wait to do the scan? See if it improves?"
"Sounds wonderful!" I say, full of spunk and chipperness.
"Okay then, just hop up here and let me look at ya for a minute..."
She pokes me.
"Okay then, what time shall I schedule the hidescan for you?"
Drats. Foiled again...