Yesterday, the mother of an asthmatic girl I was taking care of asked me to be her doctor. That would be the equivalent of hitting a homer. And then another mom of my clinic patient wanted me to see the rest of her kids too... all on the next visit. Not bad. I have 4 slots that day. She's taken 3. How flattering. I'll call that a Grand Slam.

Why does my post sound so Frank-esque? Hmm. Interesting. I'll let Margaret figure that one out for me. But as Davef would say (in best HoChie-like voice-over): "Like, yo, I might have to start acting like a doctor, yo."