As she walked back into her office I tried to figure out what I had done wrong. Was she mad at my moving? Should I have friended her on Facebook? So many questions - and then my name was called to get some blood work completed in another room. As I walked into the room, I sat down and faced a wall covered with holiday cards and birth announcements. Like usual, I started to scan the pictures to find the ugliest kids, and then started to review the numerous names, to either steal for the future, or to currently mock. And then this thought struck me...all these people, all these stupid people were just like me. Each one of them sent this card because, they too, thought they were special. They too thought, that unlike the other cards and parents, the doctors were actually going to be excited over finally receiving their
Doctor, how did we get to this?