At a recent doctor appointment, Bob went with me and accompanied me into the actual appointment. The tech asked, “Who’s this you’re bringing with you?” I told her he was my husband. She smiled and said something to the effect of, “Oh okay! He just looks so young. I had to make sure he wasn’t your son. I don’t think you want your son in on this appointment.” Record scratch. ‘Scuse me? My son? I… Keep reading…Turning day to night…