December 6, 2013
Laura wishes everyone in the waiting room had overheard the diagnosis of "tennis elbow" that Dr. McKendrick has just relayed. As they leave the examination room, she purposely tells him she's relieved it was only "tennis embolism" just so he can say, "No, Laura, tennis ELBOW." She giggles and says, "Oh, that's right, TENNIS ELBOW", aiming the words like a dart at her target, a sporty-looking fellow absorbed in his Kindle. Nobody has ever mistaken "Lard-Ass Laura", who wouldn't know a tennis racquet from a spaghetti strainer, for an athlete, but she's sure she sees approval in the stranger's glance.