"Do you like it better this way?" he asked. "Or this way?"
"I'm sorry, can you adjust the... That's better."
"Number one or number two?"
"Can you go back?"
"This is number one again." He talked extra slow to give me more time. He made an adjustment. "And this is number two." He waited.
"Number two," I said. "I think. They're really almost the same."
He didn't answer.
When he finally leaned back, he had a grim look on his face.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked.
"We'll bump you up to a negative seven, but I don't want to go higher than that," Dr. Jenkins said.
There was nothing prescriptive.
© 2007 Hannah Harlow
