Please step on the scale…

I got my stitches out from my biposy yesterday. (All good news by the way, nothing serious.)

I signed in, they called me back and then came the dreaded words, “Okay, now we just need to get your weight. Please step on the scale.” I just have to say, what the hell? I was at the dermatologist. Really?? To look at my skin, you need my weight?? Is nothing sacred anymore?? I am beginning to enjoy my visits to the dentist, because they are the only medical professionals that don’t make me stand on a scale.

For crying out loud, people!