I gave myself a hernia some years back moving a massive stone over a dog underground. Three lovely ladies did the sonogram: a tall Jamaican lady with wonderful smile, a red-haired beauty, and an Asian woman with a steady hand. As they squeezed into the little room to take two dozen pictures of my busted vegetables, I remarked that I’d had this dream before, but it had an entirely different plot. To their credit, they all laughed. Hopefully, it was at the joke.
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