On a Saturday morning at morning rounds…
Consultant: Ok, so how is the ABG for Mr P?
(meanwhile, his three kids, looking like age 3,5 and 6 twirl along the bug-filled corridors, the youngest kid, a cute brown gal grabs onto her dad’s trouser leg)
Reg: Oh it’s normal…
(all the time, the edges of his mouth are twitching as if trying not to laugh)
Me: … … …
(making funny faces behind those two men)
The brown kid’s shoe falls off and the con stoops to put it back on.
I marvel at the dexterity of his actions.
Reg: Hey, your kid’s got the left shoe on the right.
Con: Yah, I know, but I don’t have time for that now, I’ll change it later.
Me: !!!!!
(oh my, I’m a woman yet I didn’t even spot that!)
Kudos to paternal instincts.
My mood is now distinctly foullll…
