Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Gray Hair

While at an eye doctor appointment earlier today, my mom and I were sitting in the waiting room and she was trying to show me her gray hair. I've been teasing her about gray hair for years, not because she has any, just to get her goat. She only has, maybe, four gray hairs on her head.

Well, until recently, that is. A couple of weeks ago I told he she was looking a little gray on top, but she shushed me, figuring I was harrassing her as usual. Her co-worker recently mentioned it to her, so now she believes me.

She was trying to get me to look, but I was having a hard time seeing anything. My eyes had been given dilation drops and I couldn't focus on anything.

As she was fussing that she really does have gray hair now, I was realizing that the typical patient of my eye doctor is about 75 and uses a cane or walker. Mom just kept going on and on about how she was going to dye her hair because "NO WAY" was she going to walk around gray. Meanwhile, we're sitting in a room full of gray-headed senior citizens.

Hopefully they didn't have their hearing aids in to hear what we were saying.