There are certain words you never really want to hear.
“Got a minute?” Usually followed by a very long, often negative, one sided conversation.
“No real problem, but..” This comment often precedes something that will be a very big problem indeed.
“Hold on! I can beat the train to the crossing!” I think this one is self-explanatory.
“Who’s ever going to find out?” Everyone of course, and far sooner than you would have ever believed possible.
“Sit down for a minute.” Sometimes precedes a conversation detailing an approximation of how many minutes you have left in a relationship, your job, or perhaps even your life.
And finally, but not exclusively, one of my least favorite things to hear from a doctor, “You are really young for this but…. fill in the blank with something painful and expensive.
After my first (certainly not my last) knee x-ray ever I discovered the following:
1. At some point in time I at the least, partially tore the medial collateral ligament in my left knee.
2. At the same point in time I “completely tore’ the patellar tendon in the same knee.
You think I might have noticed those events at the time, but evidently not. Since then I have ran, skied, and biked thousands of miles, including a marathon, a hundred mile bike ride, etc. I have walked the floor with three children (started getting carried away there but you get the point.) I successfully did my part in defending America from the ‘godless communists’ and a few other hostile people I had never met socially, but now, although “you are young for it” I am looking forward to having the knee God gave me replaced with some shiny titanium.
I didn’t share my bad news with the doctor because he looked too young to hear it but he was looking at my GOOD knee! I can only suppose the other one is also old in spite of being so young.