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Whee!
Or at least, that's what medicine always feels like; you're a few steps behind the eight-ball, and if you're lucky, you're a few steps ahead of Impending Doom.
Funny story for the day:
Small child: "MOM! I can see your nipples!" *Squints through plastic sunglasses-type toy*
Mother: "No, honey, you can see my PUPILS." To us, "He gets them confused."
Small child: "But MOM. Your dimples are really big!"
Mother: "No, I don't have dimples. Those are my PUPILS."
Physician: "We'll... uh, we'll just leave you guys to your anatomy lesson."
Funny story for the day:
Small child: "MOM! I can see your nipples!" *Squints through plastic sunglasses-type toy*
Mother: "No, honey, you can see my PUPILS." To us, "He gets them confused."
Small child: "But MOM. Your dimples are really big!"
Mother: "No, I don't have dimples. Those are my PUPILS."
Physician: "We'll... uh, we'll just leave you guys to your anatomy lesson."