So, my grandma just returned from her oncologist appointment.
>Well grandma what did she say?
>She handed me a questionnaire.
>One of the questions was: "Are you happy to be here today?".
My grandma, being a rather straightforward person told the doctor, without an intent of malice:
>Well Dr. I don't think anybody is happy to be here
Result: recommended for psychiatrist evaluation for depression and pharmacological therapy.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?
Bear in mind that she's been completely stoic about her diagnosis. She just answered a doctor's question in a way that could be interpreted, at worst, as mildly sarcastic.
Well, apparently that is enough to be prescribed with drugs that will fuck up with you brain chemistry.
FUCKING HELL.