I went to the doctor Saturday morning to make sure that these crazy spots are really poison ivy and not something else. (By the way, Deborah wanted to know what body part I was showing in the original post. It’s my inner bicep. The hair is my head hair. I can see how that could have been …. disturbing. Speaking of disturbing, I haven’t shaved my armpits since this all began, so I was super-apologetic to the doctor. She was unfazed.)
Anyway, I am on a steroid to help with the itch and assist with my Hulking out, but they gave me a word problem. Four pills for four days, then three pills for four days, then two pills for four days then one pill for four days. How many pills total? How many days? When do the two trains cross each other and what speed are they each going?
Get on the stick with that. My health is at stake.
Deborah says
I don’t like that math books call these “real world problems” instead of “word problems”. “Real world problems” is hard to say, especially if you have to say it a lot.
Also, the answer is 3:30 p.m. in Taiwan. And the train is blue.
Deborah says
Go ahead. Say “real world problems” out loud right now. It’s not easy, is it?
Lauren says
I said it. I felt like a moron.
Thank you for the sympathy, Gretchen! 🙂
Gretchen says
I am so sorry you have to do math AND deal with an itchy rash! When I had a weird itchy rash many years ago they gave me steroid pills in a dummy proof blister pack. I must have looked too pathetic to do math.