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Shortly after, another nurse entered the room and began to record my vital signs: blood pressure, temperature, pulse rate, and respiration rate. She told me numbers that I did not understand and then left the room with the promise that the doctor would be in shortly. The paper covering the bed crinkled as I resumed fidgeting. The doctor entered the room a short time later and saved my father from my incessant movements. The doctor, a rotund man with a round abdomen and an even rounder face, had greying hair, speckled with brown that had not yet been overtaken by the grey. As he entered the room, his gaze flitted over me and settled on my father. I noticed a woman behind him in what little space was left unfilled by his frame in the doorway. “Hello, I’m Dr. Kean and this is my Physician Assistant Ms. Wyss,” he said in a matter-of-fact, adenoidal voice. He did not seem to want to acknowledge that I was, in fact, in the room; rather, he addressed my father exclusively and sat with his back turned to