I may be wrong but I will tell you the number one reason why people become doctors.
BTW (That means by the way, he he he…) my daddy often says, “When people start off with ‘I may be wrong but…’ they are usually right.”
The number one reason why people become doctors, I think, is because at some point in their lives, somebody they love very much got sick. A mommy or a daddy or a grandpa or a daddy or a grandma or a daddy. And they felt unable to help them.
My daddy got sick the other day. He pre teens (Ed: pretends) to be sick sometimes so I can practice on him. He lets me give him shots and wrap his head and arms
and stuff in case I ever want to be a doctor for a different reason.
But the other day, daddy got sick. No, he didn’t die. Don’t worry. But he wasn’t daddy. He couldn’t play. He couldn’t be a horsey. He couldn’t be a monster. He couldn’t swing me around or pick me up or take me to the Read more »