Christine's Diagnosis

OOC: Sorry, this is set before the appendix required another jar size
up...
=================
Christine McKenzie looked up at Dr Keto as he stepped out of the
office.
"Mrs McKenzie," he said, glancing briefly at a clipboard of notes and
frowning faintly, "You appear to have a bad case of influenza, with a
few symptoms that I cannot explain at this time."
"Influenza?" asked Christine. Keto nodded.
"Yes, I'm almost certain that this is the case. However, I will
want to continue to monitor your health...if you could report back
here in a few days, or a week, then we'll run a few more tests. In
the meantime..."
Keto handed Christine McKenzie a stoppered flask.
"...rub this ointment on your throat once a day until you return
here."
"Thank you, Doctor Keto," said Christine. Keto, breaking his
normal code of operation, allowed himself a faint smile.
"One week, remember," he nodded. Christine turned and walked away
as Keto sighed and then turned to see the Big Pink Tree and Ensign
Wildflower not lifting a finger to help clear up the Monopoly money
scattered round the place. Shaking his head in exasperation, Keto
began to do it himself, when Nurse Cleavage and Phil walked in...
=============
OOC: ...and it links up from there...
Sorry to contribute further to the simultaneous-timezone horrors!
- Dr Keto, Dwarf Ointment and Doctor Blue Extraordinaire