Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Credence Paul, M.D....

"Momma, lay down here he-a."
(He motions to the couch).
"I'm your doct-a and I want to make you safe."
(He then uses the end of a jump rope to listen to my heart.)
(He then goes across the room and picks up a half-deflated balloon and places it on my stomach).
"This is your breast cancer and I make you bett-a. Ok, Momma?"

"Okay Credence, thanks..."

I finish my cancer treatment in 2 days...


Vector 38 Illusions said...

pour Creed, votre jeune toubib, tout à fait A-DO-RA-BLE!

vous en êtes assurée la meilleure médecine!


deborah d. lattimore said...

i like the way dr. credence paul thinks! tomorrow is the day!!!! xoxox