When I saw the doctor he gave me some pills. Yay.

And I'm feeling better now than I did this morning.

While I was lying on his bed and he'd just finished poking my stomach and knocking on it, he noticed something about my finger nails. He got me to show them to him, and he spent a minute or two examining them from all angles. Then he said, "Hmm, there's a few things that could cause that, but I'm not going to tell you what they are because I don't want to scare you."

Brilliant. Lucky I thought it was funny because I might be worried otherwise.