“Bee, I’d like to hear your thoughts-“ I started.

“Hear my thoughts? That’d make it kinda loud in your head, ya know”

“…on this case. The first one we looked at, remember, the older man? Did you revisit the guidelines regarding the valve problems we determined he had?”

“Where are you looking in the guideline book?”
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“Hey, Tea, how’s that commute working out for you?” Bee’s co-worker asked pleasantly. I just gave her a look. “Yeah. You know, sometimes when you come through here in the morning I can tell by your face how the roads are”

“Is this a medication for hypertension?” Bee asked, looking up from the case.

“Yeah, I’m almost sure. Hold on, I’ll look it up.” I said.

“What the hell is this guy doing about THIS? Whoa, whoa, hold the phone, here! This could be a serious problem!” The coworker said, looking back at her computer

“You got something interesting over there?” Bee asked, craning her neck.

“It depends…I have to follow this up….says he has…”

I couldn’t really hear because I had turned my head and was looking up the first guy’s medication in a drug dictionary.

I looked up, startled, “Excuse me. Did you just say he has atomic rectal bleeding? The poor man!”

“CHRONIC! I said this report says he has chronic rectal bleeding.”

“Oh my Lord.” Bee said, shaking her head.

When I went to the doctor yesterday, he said I have quite a bit of fluid behind my left eardrum. I believe he’s probably right.