23‘Standing room only,’ Vince said to Lorraine as he surveyed the waiting room.
‘The day after a public holiday is always like this,’ she said. ‘Monday and Tuesday rolled into one.’
He nodded. ‘The punters sit on their ailments over the long weekend, then all want to be seen first thing.’
His last patient for the morning session was Skylah Cartwright, due for her two-month vaccinations. Dustin was there too. First time he’d fronted up with the kids.
‘She don’t look right,’ he said as Tracey undressed the sleeping baby. ‘Her head’s all flat at the back.’ He pointed his finger at Vince. ‘Musta been them fucken forceps.’
Vince examined Skylah, now awake and screaming. She wasn’t going to win any beautiful baby contests. ‘That’s called positional plagiocephaly, mate. Lots of bubs get it.
