John was sitting in the room waiting for the doctor to come in. He was reading the ads from the drug companies. He always thought it odd that they were there since he wasn't going to know which were good and which were going to work for him. He sometimes suspected his doctor didn't either. He knew his doctor had his degrees but wondered how high he graduated in his class.

John came here because his wife was madly in love with this particular doctor. She was a hypochondriac and this doctor would give her palcebos to satisfy her. John figured the doctor finished last in his class in ethics. No, that's not fair. Next to last ahead of the guy who went to prison for prescribing controlled substances for extra money. That doctor's lawyer ended up with all the extra money.

"Hello, John", the doctor said.

"Hello. What's the word?"

"Good news and bad news. The good news is that what you have isn't life threatening. The bad news is that you need an injection."

John groaned at that. The nurse that gave the injection wasn't too delicate. Her reasoning was that since she wasn't feeling the shot then she could just jab it in any old way.

"Also, and this will make your day, we have a new drug we're trying out."

"So? It's been tested."

"Yea, it has. It works and is effective. There are some side effects but there always are. I'm going to follow your case closely to see what happens."

"Why? What usually happens?"

"Don't know. I've never used it before. You're number one."

"Uh, can't you use it on someone else first?"

"Yea, I could. Thing is, you drew the lucky number. I only have one other case like you. I flipped a coin and you won."

"Or lost."

"Yea, or lost. The nurse will be right in."

John really loved his wife.