For two summers during school, I taught waterskiing at a girl's camp.
Some years back, I met up with one of the camp's alumna. She's an MD. She was enjoying adventures with the New Whacked City bureaucracy. I dressed up in my attorney monkey suit, and we went to the bureau of lack of investigations to see what might not be done.
As we waited in the sparsely attended public reception area, there were large screens overhead feeding a stream of three digit numbers. The numbers meant nothing to me and I did not give them much thought. The numbers meant something to her.
The numbers corresponded to codes used for diagnoses. The numbers were appearing on multiple screens and she explained to me some of the corresponding diagnoses for the numbers appearing on the screens. I never figured out why they did that, or who did that. Did Q do that?
We miss you & hope you are enjoying heaven.
