Backhanded Complement of the Week
Diana: "So. Any other questions? Anything I've missed or not explained?"
Patient: (ill but not, as feared, dying) "No. That makes sense. Why are you so much better than the Real Doctors?"
Diana: (sigh) "But I am a real doctor." She looks hang dogged and shows the redundant name tag with her name, followed with the moniker 'MD', AND the embroidery above the breast pocket of her (formerly) white, long lab coat that also proclaims the fruit of many years of lost sleep, lost fun, lost friends, lost youth and unfathomable student loan debt, stating that, indeed, she is 'Diana Piffle, MD'.
Patient: "You know what I mean."
Do I ever.
And for my next feat, I will impersonate an x-ray tech, which should be much harder as it will actually require me to do something, namely produce a recognizable image of a person's inside stuff.
(PS: This really was not meant for sympathy. I just thought it was terribly funny.)