Tom brought us to one of pediatric exam rooms off of the ER. Kevin was sitting up in bed looking miserable with bandages on both ankles on on his right wrist. All that he was wearing was a hospital gown and a pamper. When we came in, he began trying to pull the gown down further to hide the diaper. Terri went over and kissed him and rubbed his back. I gave him a kiss on the forehead too and said, “how’s it goin’ kiddo?”

Tom said, “Terri, Carrie, this is Doctor Weiss. Jim this is Kevin’s mom Terri and his guardian for the summer Carrie.”

“It’s nice to meet you both,” Doctor Weiss said.

“Likewise,” we said almost in unison.

“Kevin had two nasty sprains in his ankles and his right wrist is going to be out of commission for a while. Normally, I’d set him up with crutches, but that wrist makes that impossible.”