For the last few weeks Triple S has been dealing with a back issue. I say that like it's a minor thing but sadly it wasn't.
12 years ago Triple S managed to land himself in the care of a back surgeon. If you are following at home he was still in his 20s! Yeah. It wasn't cool then and it isn't cool now.
But that isn't the point.
In the last few weeks we have seen doctor after doctor as we were passed up the ladder from GP to specialist to surgeon.
As we sat in the waiting room of the surgeon's office Triple S and I were discussing if the MD was a he or a she when we noticed a diploma on the wall. As is standard on diplomas the doctors name was written. (Aren't you glad I explained this part? Seriously? Just in case you have never seen or received a diploma of your own. Or you are an alien from another planet.)
The doctor was a "third".
It was at this point I told Triple S I was sure our doctor was a male.
He agreed of course because I'm always right or he was in a lot of pain or maybe it was the painkillers? It's hard to be sure but either way he said I was right.
Of course I'm right. No one has ever met a Sharon Mckenzie III. Or a Jennifer Stein Jr.
Sure you can say it's because women still usually take their husband's name so it wouldn't be a true "junior" but we know that isn't the real reason.
Actually I don't really know what the real reason is but it is surely one of those purely male things.
So I wrote this about a week ago and then started reading The Imperial Cruise. It's a book about President Teddy Roosevelt and the lead up to WWII. In the book it talks about how he sends his daughter just to keep his name in the papers but unless you like WWII none of this matters.
What does matter is that her name is Alice Roosevelt. Like Alice Roosevelt the second. As in that is also her Mom's name? WTF Teddy! Way to prove me wrong from beyond the grave.
No one say anything to Triple S.
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