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So
it was
that I recalled my physiological reaction
to the attending physician
who along with a group
of medical students accompanying
him on his daily rounds had
gathered around the foot
of my bed and he seemed to be asking
a lot of questions
to the students while 
at the same time he was 
physically examining me. 
He asked me how I was doing so I told him, 
" I'm doing okay". 
Then I show him the toe. He looks at it and then asks the students to examine what appears to be some abnormality apparently.
This digit 
at the end of my foot
was covered by a group 
of students and some uninvited spore producing organisms
which apparently feed 
on organic matter like the tip
of a toe nail.
Together the group looked at the nail one by one then stepped away until 
the next student and then the next
managed to see for themselves.
Then the physician inquired to the interns "Is it the type found on the skin or the type found on the nail? He told the students it's medical name, "onychomycosis". 
He looked at the toe once again before he moved on his brief inauspicious statement summarized the big picture.
"Interesting".

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