Come to think of it...
Come to think of it, maybe my white-coat-syndrome is really a uniform-syndrome. I'm generally uncomfortable around nurses too.Nah. That isn't right. Firefighters and military uniforms don't freak me out. Not even when they are carrying automatic weapons and walking with dogs. I think this speaks to my upbringing: comfortable around guns and trained killers, uncomfortable around medical professionals.
That says a lot really. Blogging as a self-discovery tool.
