A doctor retires, one of many
Couple years ago, could have been three: the doctor’s office for a flu shot, or maybe the annual physical. Having taken my blood pressure, the nurse began to record it when she noticed the tab of my file. It amused her. “Two-twentyfour,” she chuckled. She turned to explain that I was the 224th person to become a patient of the physician whom she had assisted almost from the beginning of his practice.
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