When I served as the Director of Pastoral Care and Counseling at the United States Air Force Regional Medical Center Hospital at Wright-Paterson Air Force Base in Dayton, Ohio, I served on the Hospital Commander's Staff. He was a neurosurgeon, and a genuine Christian.
Every morning, Monday through Friday, we were briefed by the Chief of Nursing Services and the head doctors of each medical department.
One Monday morning, the Chief of the Dental Clinic, reported that one of their new dental technicians had called in sick. He claimed to have a tooth ache.
We all laughed, not because a member of our medical staff was sick, but that he had a tooth ache and stayed home rather than coming on to work to have one of several dentists take a "look-see" at his tooth and give him relief.
Every morning, Monday through Friday, we were briefed by the Chief of Nursing Services and the head doctors of each medical department.
One Monday morning, the Chief of the Dental Clinic, reported that one of their new dental technicians had called in sick. He claimed to have a tooth ache.
We all laughed, not because a member of our medical staff was sick, but that he had a tooth ache and stayed home rather than coming on to work to have one of several dentists take a "look-see" at his tooth and give him relief.