March 21, 2007...12:30 pm

Oh the tangled web we weave…

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When I was in the fourth grade, I decided that I wanted to stay home from school for the day.  I can’t remember why I was attempting to play hooky, but I devised a plan.

First, I complained of a headache, followed by a sore throat.  I was weak and clammy, or was I sweaty and dizzy?

My mother had me lie down and she handed me the thermometer, then left to make a phone call.  I placed the tip of the thermometer directly onto a light bulb for about 10 seconds.

I handed the thermometer to my mom.

She

FREAKED

out.

We jumped into the car and she sped across town to the pediatrician’s office where she (loudly) demanded that we be seen RIGHT NOW because this child has a fever of 106!!!  

Oops.  I tried really hard to look pathetic and ill while knowing full well that things were going to get tricky.  How long could I keep up this ruse?

The nurse showed us to a room where she took my vitals.  Everything appeared to be normal.  It’s a miracle???  Then the doctor came in, examined me and looked at the thermometer that my mother had brought with us.  He pronounced it dead.  My mother was mortified.

They literally let us sneak out the back door. 

 I don’t think I ever told my mom that story.

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