Somebody Call A Doctor

Get well quick?!?

My wife, Fairy, bought me the porcelain doctor-in-distress for a graduation present from medical school. She said that she would keep me until I looked that good. I am getting there, and I guess if she buyes me a bowler hat, I might be in trouble…

The photo on the right is from a cemetary in Kentucky not far from Mammoth Caverns. I had capture the irony of the sign and cemetary in a photo. So far good sense (also known as Fairy) has kept me from turning it into a get well card. While I would understand its lack of true compassion, but it certainly would be motivating.

Published by eskildoodle1

Retired physician with interests in writing, photography, music, and astronomy. I have written multiple stories of life experiences, travel, and astronomy, and have been playing the ukulele for 10 years. My wife Fairy and I travel frequently to the Pacific Islands of Hawaii, and French Polynesia, and I have learned several of their native-language songs. This blog will be a forum to share experiences with family and friends.

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