“I get terrible cramps the first day of my cycle, so I just started taking Femistrin a few months ago. They’re these tiny little pills, so I can get them down without too much trouble.”
“I see,” replied the doctor, from somewhere far outside himself. And see he did, but in the clarity of this sudden understanding came the knowledge that revealing what he had just deduced would bring him nothing but trouble, most likely of the fatal sort. So because Dr. Petrov was, above all things, a practical man, he shut his mouth, gave the nurse his best bland, doctorly smile, and dropped the subject.
As he went about the rest of his day, a small, secret part of him marveled at the way Man continually underestimated the subversive, creative genius of Mother Nature.
He wondered what She had in store
