Asking the Wrong Questions

After lunch today I was dozing off to la-la-land while reading Renal Physiology when I was jolted awake by my mom shouting: "OO NGA DIBA! OO NGA EH!" 

I sleepily trudged to the living room to find out why she was shouting AT HOME, AT SIESTA TIME. And I found her watching Eat Bulaga where two women were playing Pinoy Henyo.

"Wow, affected much?" I teased my mom and my brother, who at that point had joined in the shouting.

"Because she's so dumb! And she's a doctor!"

As if on cue, the woman on the television spoke up:

Lady on TV: Singer?
Partner: OO! (Yes!)
LonTV: Ogie?
Partner: OO! OO! OO! (Yes! Yes! Fuckin YES!!!!)
LonTV: Singer?
Other lady: Oo!

Predictably, the buzzer sounded before she got the answer. Her facial expression when she saw what she was supposed to guess (OGIE ALCASID) was PRICELESS.

Apparently, they almost got the answer two other times.

1. Kaserola

Kaldero? 
OO!
Ginagamit pangluto?
OO!
Kawali?
Hindi!
Kaldero?
OO! OO! OO!

2. Bentilador

Electric fan?
OO!
Pamaypay?
Hindi!
Stand fan?
Pwede!
Electric fan!
OO!

Hahaha. I don't want to be mean, but I can't help but think about how she interviews her patients in the clinic. In med school we are taught that a doctor should know which questions to ask, and how to process the answers logically. Judgy pero kasi!!! I keep imagining a scenario like this:

Dok inuubo po ako.
May plema ka ba?
Opo.
Nilalagnat ka?
Opo.
Hirap ka ba dumumi?
Um, hindi po?
May plema ka ba?


Haha parang first year med student lang na halo-halo ang past medical history at review of systems. At paulit-ulit kasi hindi na alam kung anong next na itatanong. I do hope what she had was just a serious case of mental block secondary to TV exposure. :/