8 a.m. — open for business.
The rising sun blazed through the glass doors, illuminating the room a burnt orange. The air was filled with a sharp, pungent smell.
On the examination table, a wheezing patient breathed almost uncontrollably, though no one seemed to notice.
The doctor examined her carefully, ignoring the breathing of what sounded like a clogged carpet shampooer.
She took out her stethoscope and listened to her heartbeat. All was normal.
After a shot, she was cleared to go.