Making Assumptions Will Put You In A Stitchy Situation
While out and about, I faceplant on some stairs and cut my face badly. After the usual attempts to stop the bleeding, I realize that this is worse than I thought, so my husband and I head to the nearest urgent care clinic for some stitches.
When I see the doctor, he starts to clean and prep the cut.
Doctor: “I’m going to do as few stitches as I can — my thinnest sutures. It’ll barely scar; you won’t even be able to tell!”
Me: “Oh, okay. Great.”
The entire time he works, he reiterates that “it won’t scar” over and over. Around the fifth time, I’m starting to get a little annoyed. I’m sure he sees a lot of people, specifically women, who are anxious about scarring, but I never once expressed any kind of concern about it. I don’t care if I walk out of there looking like the Joker as long as he stops the bleeding and prevents infection.
But I want to give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he’s a talker who gets stuck in a loop and doesn’t like to work in silence.
Doctor: “—so, not to worry, you’ll barely notice any scar.”
Me: “Well, if I do have a scar, then it’ll be a badge of honor, right?”
Doctor: *Startled* “But… that’s what we tell the boys!”
I gave up. In his defense, there really was very little scarring.