Physician's Assistant

Chloe was sick.  Really, really sick.  Kitty was worried about Chloe and was providing top tier medical care for the poor baby.

But Kitty had to go to school and Chloe couldn't be left without proper medical attention.

Kitty's only option was to enlist my help.  Since my medical expertise is non-existent, and I'm not tender with sick people, it wasn't ideal.  But I would have to do.  First grade waits for no Kitty.

Thankfully, Dr. Kitty wrote out detailed instructions for me - I excel at following directions.

I needed supplies:

• Glasses
• Medicine
• Bandage
• Shot

Every 5 hours, I needed to do the following:

• Give Chloe medicine
• Check Chloe's temperature
• Give her shots with her clothes off
• Swaddle her up
• Tuck her in with her tiny hat and Pink Panther doll

The first words out of Kitty's mouth when I picked her up from school were, "How's Chloe?"  I responded with a confident, "I took excellent care of our patient.  She voiced zero complaints."

Kitty was happy.

Chloe was happy.

I was happy.

I'm considering treating patients full-time.  I think the world could use more unqualified medical professionals.