Doctors with bad handwriting should not, Sarah thought, be tolerated. Poor penmanship was a sign of a lack of precision – either in thought or in motion – which could be deadly when the hands exchanged ballpoint pen for forceps and scalpel. Or even syringe. Try arguing that to the madman with the needle.
“You won’t let me stitch you up because of my handwriting?” he asked, graying eyebrow twitching upwards condescendingly.
“No fine motor control. You’d make a mess.”
“Would you rather a scar?”
Sarah gritted her teeth and shook her head. Her penmanship, of course, was perfect. “I’ll do it.”
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Taking "precision" and adding "puncture"?