Today, I discovered I am human.
This afternoon, I sat across from an exceptionally attractive man during a consult - and that was all I could think about.
I felt guilty. He was my patient’s son and he was married. I wasn’t meant to be noticing his cute, salt-and-pepper hair or long torso. But I did. And it was wonderful.
I think I was at least competent, as I did my job.
I love it when God throws me a bone.