Life-changing experience

Today I met the physician who attended to my mother when she gave birth to me.

She signed my medical certificate for this weekend's RCY Camp.

It's a life-changing experience in a funny sort of way. I'm kinda sad I only realized the fact after we'd left her clinic, but I'm sure this isn't going to be the last time I'll need a medical certificate signed, so the next chance I get, Imma go back to her and pay her exorbitant Php150 fee just so I can tell her, "Doctor, on a cold October night nearly 15 years ago, you helped my mother give birth to me. Check me out now."

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I'm Dean. I'm fourteen. I can read and write. Life is plastic, it's deantastic.