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It was time for me to visit the doctor. To renew my driver's licence. The nurse and the doctor would be checking on my cognitive skills and my eyesight. I was stressed out over it.
The nurse greeted me cheerily. "Hop on the scales," she said.
"My goodness," I mused. "There's now a law for what weight you have to be to drive a car?"
She looked at me, horrified. She was figuring I had been seriously thinking that.
"I'm joking," I said quickly, hopefully before she thought I was away with the fairies. Younger people never can believe that older people have a sense of humour. But I would have to watch my words.
"How many animals can you name in 30 seconds," she said. "... Go!
I started listing household animals.
I transitioned to farm animals.
Then African animals.
Then birds (oooh, were birds included as 'animals'?)
Then rodents (think, lorraine, think!) :Weasels, stoats, minks....stoles-"
Stoles??? Stoles? For some reason I was getting muddled up with mink stoles. For goodness sake, I wasn't in a Doris Day or Audrey Hepburn movie...
I was stuck... So busy thinking about mink stoles, I couldn't move on. My brain went blank for the last couple of seconds before the 30 seconds was up.
Still ... Because I had spoken at a fast speed, I still got 27 out of 30. 22 was average. Not many people got the high 30. I think, because of the stress.
Whoopee, I passed the other cognitive tests too: memorising a full name and address, drawing a clock face reading 1.05 pm, almost getting the day's date right - I mean, come on, I'm retired. Retired people rarely know the exact date; they're too happily enjoying the day to worry about a dateline
I failed the doctor's eyesight test, couldn't follow his finger when he drew a big circle in the air. So, I now have to go to an optometrist for an appropriate drivers' eye test. I may lose my licence.
At no time was I asked anything about road rules...
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