Imagine that the medical professional administering medication to you is none other than the venerable and vaunted (Dr.) Randy D;

  Oh! You’re familiar with either his reputation or with the rumors that usually get circulated about him!

  
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  You may have misread the post or misunderstood it: the scenario has you receiving medication from Dr. Randy D, not the other way around.

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  Wait, you’d decline the treatment regimen of (supposed Dr.) Randall D Randolph? No matter how good it is for him you?

  
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  Why, Mrs. Boss Lady, I think you’re trying to seduce me!

  

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  You’re right, thanks for catching it! The edit has been made.
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  Stay out of this, you! Grrrrrrr.



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  Breakthroughs in treatment occur all the time. People were being bled with leeches 250 years ago until more was known about better alternatives. Tilde-shaped hypodermic needles just might be considered cutting-edge in the not-too-distant future, so you’re getting in on the ground floor, Matey!

  Now turn away from me, drop trou, bend over and wait for it. It will sting a little at first, but with continued procedures over the next several months, you’ll grow so accustomed to it that you’ll be eagerly seeking me out. 

  
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  Ah, yes: my case study on the classic example of a delusional patient. You’ll be administered the venom serum alright, and immediately afterward you’ll be returned to your cell private room. Until I’ve decided that you can be reintegrated into normal society, I need you in a place where I can keep an awfully close eye on you. (Grrrrrrr.)

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 Wait, at least give it a chance first! You never know, you might even like it, you might like it just as much as all the others have.  

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  Jealous again, I see.
  Why can’t you all just get along with each other? You’re practically sisters, in a way.
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