X, I know you’re a hard working guy who’s always so busy with so much stuff, so I have to ask:
Do you ever relax? Take some prof X time?
Do you go on vacation?
I want you to take a deep breath and envision this:
Imagine going on expedia and booking a vacation at an all inclusive resort in the US virgin islands. Enjoy receiving that confirmation email a minute later. Enjoy the moment knowing that full well, in a few months, you’ll be laying on a sandy beach with white wimmenz frolicking in clear blue waters.
Weeks of oral surgery go by, stressing over whiny patients and long lines at the mickey D’s drive thru.
Months go by, you’re almost there.
It’s the morning of your departure. You’re all packed, your taxi ride to the airport goes flawlessly. Security? Breezed right on by. You’re waiting at the gate, with nothing but a few hours between you and your beloved vacation.
“Attention passengers, we’re about to board flight 1411 to USVI in five minutes.”
Five minutes go by, and you’re itching in line to get to your seat where you can just fall asleep and wake up in paradise.
Finally, after all these minuscule minions decide to get out of your way, you wedge yourself into your aisle seat, put your neck pillow on, take a deep breath and think to yourself “Soon…”
Your take off goes well, you hear the landing gear fold up into the airplane, so you decide to close your eyes…
An hour and a half of uninterrupted, perfect sleep goes by, when all of a sudden, you’re abruptly awoken by the loud ping of the flight attendant PA system.
“There’s a medical emergency on the plane. Do we have any doctors on board??” She says.
Do you answer yes? Only asking, cause, you know, you’re a dentist.