The other night I saw a patient with, to be blunt, the most blatant drug-seeking behavior I’ve ever seen. That’s neither here nor there (no prescriptions would be forthcoming), but it’s the prelude to The Curse:
"I wish you Earthquake Damage!" said this patient, and it surprised me. Frankly, sailor-talk is the usual, and I’ve never had a natural disaster wished on me by anyone.
So, if there’s an earthquake in North Texas, it’s my fault. No pun intended.