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…