This morning two preschool girls decide to play doctor. I am immediately alert; this particular role playing game has all sorts of questionable potential–as you might imagine.
So the patient comes in and lays down in the "office".
"What's your problem, little girl?" the Doctor says.
"My arms are backwards and my teeth are broken."
"Hmmmm." The doctor puts her hands on her hips and looks thoughtful. Then she goes over to my big wall calendar and traces her finger along the days. She shakes her head. "Nope. It looks like I'm too busy."
She helps the patient up. "Come back next week and maybe another doctor can see you."