I had said that.
She was too perceptive. That’d been a passing comment, and she’d been across the room. How had she heard?
“Let him off his leash,” she suggested. “I have some big bowls you can use for water right there on the counter.”
I got Peanut some water and set it on the floor for him.
He sniffed at it but didn’t go for it.
I took his leash off and hung it on the back of the dining room chair before shifting awkwardly from foot to foot.
“Do you plan on staying for a while?”
I opened my mouth to say no but that was not what had come out. “As long as you want me.”
Her eyes lit up with excitement. “How do you feel about House?”
I’d never watched it before in my life. Which I admitted to.
Usually, I tried to stay away from medical shows. Usually, they ended up pissing me off.
“I’ll start it from the beginning. You’ll love it.”
I didn’t love it.
In fact, it was outrageous that they couldn’t come up with the obvious as soon as the symptoms were presented within the first five minutes of the show.
Drama for drama’s sake.
“She has lupus,” I murmured.
“How do you know?”
I explained all of her symptoms that instantly pointed to lupus and why they pointed to lupus. There should’ve never been a question as to what she had. Even a first-year med student could figure this out.
“This is something we learned in the first year of med school,” I said, then realized that I was being rather hard on her show. “But still fun to watch.”
Kind of.
Watching an obvious drug addict was slightly worrisome.
Especially how all the staff seemed to know it yet still allowed him to practice medicine.
“The way he comes up with these epiphanies at the end made me think that it’s not obvious.” Constance frowned.
The show ended with the woman having lupus and the doctor saving her in a dramatic fashion at the very last second.
“Okay, let’s see if you can figure out the next one.”
“I’ll bet it’s cobalt poisoning from her hip implant,” I mused.
Constance’s fingers flew on her phone as she Googled the answer, then laughed abruptly. “You’re right.”
This is how it went for the next hour. She would watch the first five minutes, I would guess the outcome, and she would Google the answer.
I was right nearly every time.
“This is amazing,” she said. “But, possibly, we shouldn’t watch any medical dramas. I think you’d be best served watching something that you can forget and just relax.”
