Dr. Kennedy

The conversation I had with Kennedy today...
K: Oh no, you bleedin! Your tummy no feel good? You got a cough?
L: Yep, "cough cough" I don't feel good.
Then she runs off to get her Dr. stuff
K: Hello. I'm Dr. Kennedy (in her most serious voice.)
L: Hello Dr. Kennedy, "cough cough."
Then she puts the blood pressure cuff on me, and squeezes 8 times.
K: Eight. That's pretty awesome, but you still no feel good.
L: (trying not to laugh.) oh, okay.
Then she proceeds to listen to my heart, tell me that I'm sad when she looks at the thermometer, poke me in the eye/nose/mouth and ears while she "sees" and finnishes with her favorite part...the shot! She laughs and laughs and gives me more shots then any one person could ever need, and puts on a band aid.
Let's hope she doesn't consider this as a real profession, it was pretty rough. But now "I all better."