Okay, there is something wrong with my arm. Well, both arms, really. I just don't get it. They seem to have this ailment . . . this malady. Almost like a seizure. A jerking of the arm that I can't seem to control. It doesn't happen ALL the time. But it does happen often enough that I am getting worried. I may need to see a doctor.
It only happens when I'm walking past a platter of cookies, or a plate of fudge, or the ice cream aisle in the grocery store. The arm jerks out, and then a spasm of the hand, grabbing whatever cookie, fudge or ice cream is closest.
Yes, I need to see a doctor . . . a HEAD doctor!