The Doctor is In…
Monday, January 31, 2011
The patient lay there bleeding. Unconscious and unaware of the dire situation, and triage merely a band-aid, the patient needed a specialist. One from the crowd ran in fear, the liquid oozing from the orifice not a pretty site. “Someone call 911” came a scream.
A band of white glad clad angels descended on the scene. “Quick, this patient needs surgery,” one was heard to say. The angels went to work, stabilizing and prepping as if heaven guided their hands. In a hushed whisper an angel spoke, “This does not look good, something is wrong with its heart, doctor better hurry.”
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A band of white glad clad angels descended on the scene. “Quick, this patient needs surgery,” one was heard to say. The angels went to work, stabilizing and prepping as if heaven guided their hands. In a hushed whisper an angel spoke, “This does not look good, something is wrong with its heart, doctor better hurry.”
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