For months, I had more-extreme-than-usual photosensitivity – to the point where driving at night was impossible due to the pain from oncoming headlights. As an afterthought while at the doctor, I asked:
Me: Hey… could you look up my nose?
Him: Why, did you put a toy truck up there?
I love my doc, I really do – and when he looked up my nose, his remark was:
Him: Jesus, it looks like hamburger up there.
And he fixed me with some Flonase. He always fixes me, which is great. But the toy truck thing slew me.