"The Doctor is In. . . . "


Hello! I'm Dr. Weaver. Do you have any concerns that a hug can't fix?

OK, now I'd like to listen to your heart. Gloves can go. They don't fit properly anyway and hinder my finger movement.

 My patient is surprised to find out that my knowledge concerning the positioning of the heart is greater than his. (I, of course, don't care to enlighten him that I just learned how to properly auscultate a heart rhythm  this week. After all, I just graduated with my Toddler Doctorate degree!)

Back in my office I find something more exciting: a pager! Maybe I don't want to be a doctor after all.

Gloves on again. (Its more professional) Thanks for coming today! There is no fee because I obtained all of the medical instruments and training from a family member

Note: Please don't ever take seriously the medical advice given by toddlers (or anyone else that doesn't really know what they are talking about!).

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