?/21/2015: Just when I thought I had a day clear of patients, Valerie Jarrett called, sounding desperate: "Doctor Rink, can you manage a house visit ASAP?
"Of course," I replied. Tedious as ministering to the needs of the Commander-in-Chief, can be, there is the advantage that his medical bills are picked up by the military and promptly paid, which, in the era of Obamacare, is something devoutly to be wished for. Valjar led me into the President's private apartment where he had assumed his characteristic fetal position, face down on the hideous brown sofa, sobbing into the faux velvet. I raised a quizzical eye towards Valjar. "He phoned Netanyahu to scold him," she said . "But their was a loud bellow over phone from Tel Aviv and your Patient quickly retreated here."
I administered the usual modest dose of Ativan. "He should sleep now," I said, and left the room, Dictated by S.H.Rink M.D.
