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That's what she told me instead. I smirked when she said it. She hurried me to the exam room without pausing for a jab. Good thing too because I forgot to bring the faux fox. She ran through the checklist on auto pilot. No, no, never, the same I volleyed back to her. Quickly slapping on the cuff she quipped about how low my pressure was. I said, "that's because I'm a vampire." She didn't find that funny, and in fact it was a little lameopotamus on my end. My doctor breezed in chipper and sweet as always. It's like those damn deer iron her scrubs and birds tie ribbon in her hair every morning. She is a genuinely awesome person and that is why I let her stare at my nether regions. She rubs and pokes and gives me the green light. A flick of the pen and it's a fresh start. Only a bagel this time. I don't understand why it makes everything better. Perhaps that's my happy ending.