You know, lately I have been confronted by the seriously stupid. Not just mildly silly or blonde, but the ‘seriously, they’re allowing you to reproduce?’ stupid. Like when I ask if the baby is moving, I get told about the time she twisted her ankle and fell. Or when I ask who diagnosed your brain tumour, I get told, an MRI. Or the patient that expects an operation for her heavy period/painful side/leaky bladder, but won’t let me examine her? I know the gynae ain’t fun, but really now!