Today I got to spend a few hours sitting at the orthopedist’s office with Theresa. I didn’t think to bring a book so first Theresa tried to amuse me by showing me math. “Look, Mom! These are called ‘proofs’ & let me show you how to do it.” My family is weird. The 3 of them all get very excited about math. Not me. If any of them start talking and it involves numbers, I just zone out. She showed me a couple of letters & said some stuff and I pretended to pay attention.
That got old quickly. Instead we started looking at all the people sitting there. “Theresa!” I whispered. “Look at that old guy. He’s wearing an Italia soccer shirt just like I’m wearing!” She didn’t find the coincidence interesting. (And for those who are wondering, yes I did get those wine stains out of it.) Plus, it wasn’t really like mine. It was just an Italia soccer shirt but technically, it was completely different looking. Maybe that’s why she wasn’t impressed.
Then there was the old couple next to us. Apparently the wife had fallen asleep so when the nurse called to them, the poor women nearly hit the ceiling. Theresa decided that was a good idea so she decided she was going to try to sleep. I took her special education textbook & flipped through it to see how they identified learning disabilities and to self diagnosis myself. Unfortunately, I didn’t get too far in the book, nor did Theresa’s nap go too well. Soon as we were both occupied, only an hour & a half after arriving, they called us in. I think Theresa jumped, just like that other lady.
Lucky thing I don’t have too many people reading my blog because I can just picture talking about someone we saw and then finding out they’re reading my blog. I’m not sure they’d like being the topic of the day. Mr. Frank Italia Soccer Shirt? Are you out there reading this?
