Can you get to the point?

My eyes shift to the numbers on the bottom right of the screen

As you talk about your joints and everything in between

I don’t even remember what question I asked

You’re carrying on about the past

Every inquiry results in a laborious trail of words

Small details become herds

And you’re not sure about things so I dig deeper – to my chagrin

We’re running in circles

You don’t take the clue of me standing

Now heading to the door

Ahh! The hurdles

Your very presence is demanding

I talk about labs

You find a way to jab

Trying to open another trail of thought

But I sneak away to make it stop

Hopefully my body language won’t result in a negative Google review

It seems that’s what everything – even medicine – has come to

What was it you came here for?

A test for vitamin D?

Help with reflux?

Your shortness of breath?

It all beats me

My life has been sucked

I don’t know what you’d expect

So I ordered the labs

And just listened as you talked about your neck

I chimed in with an acid pill to recommend

It took way too long but we arrived

And your trip to the doctor’s office – we both survived

Let’s both get better at being concise