When is the last time you laughed mid-pelvic exam? (Remember the Joan River’s bit in What Becomes a Semi Legend? “Relax! Relax! I can’t get my hand out! Relax!” No? Well, it was the 1980s.) Yesterday afternoon I got to go visit my new doctor, Susan Lu. I was astonished to find a very young and adorable bespectacled Asian woman in rather playful mood (Steven did not give the impression that this was the case with this creature, but I suppose that examining a Steven is very different situation.) Beforehand, I wrote up a very detailed personal three page family health history and not only did she read it, but laughed in all the right places. In the conversation, tetanus came up and I said it might be a good idea as I am always encountering other people’s rusted scary crap and cutting myself. In her best Valley Girl questioning, “Well why would you do that? Significant pauuuuuse….” …and I explained my fondness for tools and the inevitability of being asked to clean out someone’s tool shed