Ah, the springtime. Birds are chirping, flowers are blooming, and oh, yes, the kids in school have become a pungent, noisy behavioral soup of chaos. That’s right, a hot, (sometimes smelly) hoard of bubbling goo, poor impulse control, and noise. Of course I love kids...
It all started just 5 days ago. I’m sitting at a table conducting a psych eval, and I feel a little bump on my chin. I knew immediately what it was. An ingrown hair. Look, I promised my daughter I wouldn’t overshare about this because it grosses her out…like most...
