Dad had a sebaceous cyst (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sebaceous_cyst) removed from the back of his head yesterday. I have a pretty weak stomach, and get woozy at the sight of blood, so I decided to leave Dad alone in his primary care doctor's capable hands, and retreated to the waiting room.
When he was finished, Dr. Bissette commented that he never realized how much Dad repeats himself.
I guess since you are always with him, I did not notice, but he must have asked me twenty times what causes this type of cyst.
Dad asked me a few times again today, and knowing that he is never satisfied with the real answer (which is that they don't have any idea) I just went with my good old standby answer: AGE.
AIDS? He asked with fear in his voice.
No, AGE. I repeated. I could immediately see the relief on his face.
I guess hearing loss is the next hurdle we'll be facing!