take care of billing. That way, Danielle could see to the more
important jobs without as much distraction. Just as he was about to
try to figure out her situation, his cell phone vibrated. He pulled
the device out of his back pocket and glanced at the screen.
He recognized Rebecca's number
immediately.
The market has beef jerky for buy one get
one free .
Her comment had him laughing because Rebecca
had always teased that he survived on a diet of pure beef jerky.
One year for his birthday, she'd placed a wholesale-size package of
jerky on his doorstep.
How was he supposed to stop thinking about
her, if she was constantly everywhere he turned?
FIVE
"Did you check out
the dad in exam one? Gorgeous," Erica announced with a sly
smile.
Rebecca glanced up from her paperwork and
grinned at the P.A. "After yesterday I am perfectly content to stay
in my office." Even though she loathed paperwork, Rebecca welcomed
the break to her feet.
Erica adjusted the stethoscope around her
neck. "Can you believe Dr. Gross sat at that courthouse all day and
they didn't even call his name? What a waste of time."
"I know, that's why I always try to get out
of jury duty," Rebecca responded. "But it's good to have him back.
With my workload today, I don't know if I could have filled in for
him."
"I know, right? I don't know how he does
it."
Erica turned to leave, but Rebecca stopped
her. "Hey, wait a minute. Do you know if Dr. Gross has any ADHD
patients coming in for their checkups today?"
The younger woman thought for a minute. She
glanced up at the ceiling, then shook her head. "I don't think so.
Why do you ask?"
Rebecca leaned back in her chair and rolled
her pen between her palms. "No reason." At least none that Erica
needed to know about.
The P.A. walked away, leaving Rebecca to her
work. But she was too distracted to get anything done. It hadn't
been until she'd gone home last night that she'd realized how many
ADHD patients Dr. Gross had. Since he'd been out, she'd had to have
access to his patient files, which required a password. Just
yesterday alone, she saw six kids who'd been diagnosed with ADHD.
And every single one of them was on 30 mg of Adderall XR. The kids
ranged in age from thirteen to seven. That high of a dose of
Adderall XR was downright dangerous for a seven year old. Not only
that, but every single one of them checked out as normal. And none
of them had the ADD evaluation paperwork in their files.
The incident wasn't anything alarming, but it
did leave Rebecca with some unanswered questions. And a strange
feeling in the pit of her stomach. One possibility was that Dr.
Gross was misdiagnosing the kids and wasn't doing a thorough enough
job with the exams. These days a lot of kids were just distracted
in school, and that distraction was mistaken for ADD or ADHD.
Rebecca had always been extra careful when
diagnosing someone with that particular disorder. Mostly because
Adderall was so addictive and easily abused. In a lot of cases the
kids just needed a diet change or maybe a natural supplement like
an Omega3 and the medication wasn't necessary.
Could it be possible that Dr. Gross had been
swayed by some of these parents? One common thread they all had
with the doctor was personal acquaintance. They all had some kind
of personal relationship with Dr. Gross, whether it was a friend of
the family or a relative.
If that was the case, it would have been
easier for the doctor to give in to the parents' desires.
Either way, something didn't sit right with
Rebecca. She would never prescribe an unnecessary drug to a child
no matter who their parents were.
The man in question strolled by her office,
holding his laptop. "So, you survived yesterday, did you?" he said
with a kind smile.
She'd always like Dr. Gross. He had an easy
disposition and calm demeanor, which worked perfectly as a
pediatrician. At the age of forty-nine, he still looked good with a
full head of light brown hair and a relatively trim waist. He
important jobs without as much distraction. Just as he was about to
try to figure out her situation, his cell phone vibrated. He pulled
the device out of his back pocket and glanced at the screen.
He recognized Rebecca's number
immediately.
The market has beef jerky for buy one get
one free .
Her comment had him laughing because Rebecca
had always teased that he survived on a diet of pure beef jerky.
One year for his birthday, she'd placed a wholesale-size package of
jerky on his doorstep.
How was he supposed to stop thinking about
her, if she was constantly everywhere he turned?
FIVE
"Did you check out
the dad in exam one? Gorgeous," Erica announced with a sly
smile.
Rebecca glanced up from her paperwork and
grinned at the P.A. "After yesterday I am perfectly content to stay
in my office." Even though she loathed paperwork, Rebecca welcomed
the break to her feet.
Erica adjusted the stethoscope around her
neck. "Can you believe Dr. Gross sat at that courthouse all day and
they didn't even call his name? What a waste of time."
"I know, that's why I always try to get out
of jury duty," Rebecca responded. "But it's good to have him back.
With my workload today, I don't know if I could have filled in for
him."
"I know, right? I don't know how he does
it."
Erica turned to leave, but Rebecca stopped
her. "Hey, wait a minute. Do you know if Dr. Gross has any ADHD
patients coming in for their checkups today?"
The younger woman thought for a minute. She
glanced up at the ceiling, then shook her head. "I don't think so.
Why do you ask?"
Rebecca leaned back in her chair and rolled
her pen between her palms. "No reason." At least none that Erica
needed to know about.
The P.A. walked away, leaving Rebecca to her
work. But she was too distracted to get anything done. It hadn't
been until she'd gone home last night that she'd realized how many
ADHD patients Dr. Gross had. Since he'd been out, she'd had to have
access to his patient files, which required a password. Just
yesterday alone, she saw six kids who'd been diagnosed with ADHD.
And every single one of them was on 30 mg of Adderall XR. The kids
ranged in age from thirteen to seven. That high of a dose of
Adderall XR was downright dangerous for a seven year old. Not only
that, but every single one of them checked out as normal. And none
of them had the ADD evaluation paperwork in their files.
The incident wasn't anything alarming, but it
did leave Rebecca with some unanswered questions. And a strange
feeling in the pit of her stomach. One possibility was that Dr.
Gross was misdiagnosing the kids and wasn't doing a thorough enough
job with the exams. These days a lot of kids were just distracted
in school, and that distraction was mistaken for ADD or ADHD.
Rebecca had always been extra careful when
diagnosing someone with that particular disorder. Mostly because
Adderall was so addictive and easily abused. In a lot of cases the
kids just needed a diet change or maybe a natural supplement like
an Omega3 and the medication wasn't necessary.
Could it be possible that Dr. Gross had been
swayed by some of these parents? One common thread they all had
with the doctor was personal acquaintance. They all had some kind
of personal relationship with Dr. Gross, whether it was a friend of
the family or a relative.
If that was the case, it would have been
easier for the doctor to give in to the parents' desires.
Either way, something didn't sit right with
Rebecca. She would never prescribe an unnecessary drug to a child
no matter who their parents were.
The man in question strolled by her office,
holding his laptop. "So, you survived yesterday, did you?" he said
with a kind smile.
She'd always like Dr. Gross. He had an easy
disposition and calm demeanor, which worked perfectly as a
pediatrician. At the age of forty-nine, he still looked good with a
full head of light brown hair and a relatively trim waist. He
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