I have been under the weather this whole weekend and by Sunday night I was still not feeling too good.So today I had to call in sick, something that I hate doing . For one I always feel guilty for all my patients (specially those coming from far flung places) who have to be turned back after I have given them appointments and secondly the work piles up.But like my colleague was saying when she was trying to pep me up with her talks, that this is something not in our hands....like all humans doctors also can fall sick. So well I stayed in bed the whole day, and in between visitors, I had this special visitor.....my dog Winnie. He was standing outside my door till my visitors left and I was alone....came up to me ......sat on my carpet and looked for a long time till I stretched out my hand....he came near me, snuggled in and in his own way showed his feelings. My poor doggy...if only he could talk. I guess sometimes silence speaks louder than words . I patted him and he slowly walked out of the door, his head bent low!!!!
