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LITTLE BLACK BAG...When I was a kid, a youngster in short pants, the doctor would pull up to the house in an old car carrying a little black bag. He only came to the house when someone inside was really sick. He knew everyone in the house by name, even the new born. We all knew from before what was in his little black bag. He had his stethoscope, his tongue blades, his thermometer, some gauge, and, some mercurochrome, for opened sores. As I recollect, his advice was nearly always the same, Stay in bed, drink plenty of liquids, and, dont do any hard labor. He seldom lost a patient. His fee was always quite cheap if you didnt have to go the hospital. No one ever did. Mom used to pay right out of her purse, after giving him a big hug for coming out so late. Doctors sure have changed in my getting grown. Dont none of them make house-calls anymore, and, they cant even remember your name now-a-days. All they seem to do now-a-days is listen for a spell, then, write a prescription thats going to cost you a small fortune at your local drug dealer. ~PA~.
Posted on: Mon, 28 Apr 2014 18:04:19 +0000

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