Today an elderly vet nearly hit me with his new scooter.
Me, amiably: “You trying to run me over, sir?”
Him, sans dentures: “Doll face, if I was trying to run you over, I would have, and then I would give you mouth-to-mouth for FOUR HOURS!“
As John said, you can’t make this shit up.
And then my encephalopathic patient kissed me. I’d like to think he was just showing his appreciation for the 6 liters of fluid we drained out of his abdomen yesterday.
anna in med school 
Uh huh…..
Sounds like a Vet.
fantastic! thanks jim!
Great blog and great story. I’ve had a had anyone kiss me on the floor, however, I did get birthday cake from a family last year which was pretty fun 🙂
sorry, haven’t had anyone*
whoa! that’s even better! that takes planning rather than just compulsion. so sweet, and thank you for your note!