At 10 o’clock, the youngest daughter (9 years old) calls: “Dad, I fell from the hole, I hit, my arm hurts very much.” He went, took it out of the house, took it to the clinic to the traumatologist, found a fracture, put on a plaster.
At lunch, the eldest daughter (12 years old) calls: "Dad, I went to the store for a ice cream for Larke, I fell, my leg was shaken." I took it, I went to the traumatologist, he examined it, sent it to the bandage, began to fill out the map, then looked at me and said, "I think I already had Ivanova today?", I confirm to him, I said, only the younger Lera, and this is the older Masha. In general, he took Maska home, did not have time to come to work, his wife calls: "I pressed my hand through the door, my finger was swollen!" With my wife, the doctor took me without unnecessary questions, found a fracture and sent me to apply a plaster.
He looked at me through his glasses and asked me:
Is Ivanov finished today?