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Mother: "Explain again what sort of doctor you are, Jonny"
Me: "I am diagnostic histopathologist, Mum. Still."
Mum: "So ... is that actually a doctor dear?"
Me: "(Oh FFS do we have to do this?) Yes, mum, it is."
1/n https://twitter.com/heylauragao/status/1199392767593435141
Me: "I am diagnostic histopathologist, Mum. Still."
Mum: "So ... is that actually a doctor dear?"
Me: "(Oh FFS do we have to do this?) Yes, mum, it is."
1/n https://twitter.com/heylauragao/status/1199392767593435141
Mother (wistful, after a long pause) "I always thought you'd make a lovely paediatrician"
Me: "Well, I am not a paediatrician. I am the one that tells the other doctors what actually wrong the patient. They appreciate it."
Me: "Well, I am not a paediatrician. I am the one that tells the other doctors what actually wrong the patient. They appreciate it."
Mother: "Well I suppose someone has to do it. Is it all dead bodies?"
Me: (it's dementia, isn't it? this is how it starts) "No mother it is not all dead bodies! Its living people. I do not do autopsies any more."
Me: (it's dementia, isn't it? this is how it starts) "No mother it is not all dead bodies! Its living people. I do not do autopsies any more."
Mother (more pausing). "What did that nice girl Leanne do after Med School?"
Me: "Probably something you'd like me to have done.
Mother: "I liked her. I always thought you should marry her."
(repeat)
Me: "Probably something you'd like me to have done.
Mother: "I liked her. I always thought you should marry her."
(repeat)
