So we get called to a toddler choking on a hotdog. By the time we arrive the kid’s airway is clear again, and his color is good.

4005_press05-001At the house we quickly check the kid over and get some signatures before calling it quits for the day. As we’re standing there I notice two creepy coincidences:

Number One: The walls are decorated with framed, cheesy aphorisms. The most prominent piece, in the living room, reads: “Life Is Not Measured By the Number of Breaths We Take, But By the Moments That Take Our Breath Away”.

Number Two: The patient’s sister is sitting there the whole time playing with a Corpse Bride doll.

The doll has text book cyanosis.

Why do I feel I’m the only one who notices these things? Well, anyway good thing the kid didn’t die. That would have been weird for everyone.


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