"I heard she's shrinking." "Who isn't?"
At the health club before class:
"I had a bone density test on Friday."
"How'd it go?"
"I'm shrinking."
"If you're shrinking, I'm in big trouble."
"I'm no longer 5'9. I'm 5'8."
"Am I supposed to feel sorry for you?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry for your loss of height."
"You don't seem sorry."
"When you hit 5'2, I'll send heartfelt condolences."
She's got a point!
ReplyDeleteIncidentally, I've never had a bone density test before. What kind of questions do they ask them and were your bones pretty dense?
Bun, I've been shrinking for years. But I'll try to muster more sympathy. They do a scan to see what's going on, bone-wise, and tell you take more calcium. Which I take plenty of!
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry to hear about your shrinking problem. You've engendered truckloads of sympathy in me -- especially since last time I had my height measured, I had apparently shrunk slightly. Nobody else seemed that worried about it, but I kept thinking about that movie where the guy sails into a cloud of radiation and then ends up living in a doll's house and getting chased by a spider.
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