Meet Stan.
Stan is my patient.
Stan had cancer,
Stan is cured.
Go, Stan, go.
Stan got a rash.
An itchy rash.
A spotty, itchy rash.
A spotty, itchy rash on his arms, chest and belly.
Stan’s rash did not get better with oatmeal baths.
Stan’s rash did not get better with calamine.
Stan’s rash got worse.
Poor Stan.
Stan called Joe.
Joe is Stan’s best friend.
Joe said, “Hello, Stan.”
Stan said, “Hello Joe, I have a rash.”
Joe is smart.
Joe said, “Stan, you have bugs.”
Stan was upset.
Stan was very upset.
Stan called the exterminator.
The exterminator came right over.
Go exterminator, go.
The exterminator checked the carpets.
The exterminator checked the beds.
The exterminator checked the basement.
The exterminator checked the walls.
No bugs.
The exterminator checked Stan.
Stan had a rash.
The exterminator made a diagnosis.
“Stan, you are allergic to detergent.”
Stan paid the exterminator $100 for the house inspection and diagnosis.
Stan changed detergents.
Stan’s rash got worse.
Stan called the exterminator.
The exterminator said, “Try a natural detergent.”
Stan’s rash got worse.
Scratch, Stan, scratch.
Stan was desperate.
Stan was covered by the rash.
Stan called his doctor.
Stan’s doctor said, “Hello, Stan.”
Stan said, “Hello doctor, I have a rash.”
Stan’s doctor said, “See Jeremy the dermatologist.”
Stan drove in his car.
Drive, Stan, drive.
Stan saw Jeremy the dermatologist.
Jeremy the dermatologist said, “Hello, Stan.”
Stan said, “Hello, Jeremy the dermatologist, I have a rash.”
Jeremy the dermatologist checked Stan.
Jeremy the dermatologist checked the rash.
Jeremy the dermatologist made a diagnosis.
“Stan, you have bugs. You better call an exterminator.”
Poor Stan.
Stan paid a $15 co-pay.
Stan’s insurer paid $32.
Stan called a new exterminator.
One that did not think he was a dermatologist.
Bye, bugs, Bye.
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