This a true story about how a better diagnosis will avoid situations like THIS one:
There’s something precious about people who feel comfortable around everyone and have no boundaries as to what is socially acceptable or not. My grandma was this person with zero filters that magically got along with any human she crossed paths with. Nothing was acward for her and she just spoke recklessly.
Plenty of times she greeted the mannequin thinking it was a salesperson, said to a crossed-eyed person she couldn’t see properly anymore due to exhaustion, and naturally said someone was so chubby it soothed the soul.
Thinking of her a great story came to my mind about the importance of getting better diagnosis.
A girl went to the dermatologist. The doctor’s new secretary was cross-eyed but she didn’t realize it. She filled out all the insurance papers and sat beside an unknown lady.
The secretary raised her head and, looking at the girl, asked the unknown lady: “Your return is on Thursday at 2 pm, right?”
Puzzled, the girl answered: “Oh! I’m sorry there must be a mistake, I don’t think I have a return scheduled”, while the unknown lady kept staring at her phone.
The secretary repeated the question and the girl (now wondering if the secretary was deaf) answered the exact same thing again. To which the [now] deeply irritated secretary replied: “I’m not talking to you. I’m talking to her!”, and pointed at the unknown lady who [finally] reacted and got off her phone.
That was when the girl realized the secretary was cross-eyed, not deaf!
Oh! Now everything made sense!
The giggly girl apologized for the misunderstanding and entered the doctor’s office in perfect timing.
See how important it is to have better diagnosis of things? That’s why I’m here! To help you find your perfect, impeccable, hell-specific trauma diagnosis. So you never think you’re deaf when you’re cross-eyed.
Have a beautiful day/night filled with laughter and unapologetic happiness!
Leave a comment if you have already misjudged someone or even funny situations when you laughed at yourself and carried on!
And since we’re talking about everything that makes us unique, let me send you a huge kiss with lots of love in braille:
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Yours,
Cá!