Patient: I love your hair this morning. You're wearing the same earrings as yesterday, aren't you? They're very pretty.
Me: Thank you. I'm going to check your incision now-- [leans over]
Patient: Oh honey! Are you pregnant? [puts hand on my stomach]
Me: Uh, no. I guess I'm just fat.
The annoying thing is, I can't play this off as her being grossly demented if she remembered my earrings. I guess I'm just getting fat, although if we're getting technical about the whole thing, I lost around 10 lbs from this time last year so I guess I must have really been a whale then.
Well, that ruined my morning.