Originally Posted by
ZenSojourner
My sister unfortunately has Borderline Personality Disorder, which means she sees everything in black and white, love/hate, good/bad, etc etc etc. And she switches at the drop of a hat.
So when she likes you you're Indiana Jones, the Dalai Lama, and Stephen Hawkings all rolled into one.
When she DOESN'T like you, you're a kitten torturing devil
At the time (don't know how she feels now as she hasn't spoken to me since I stopped her from bullying my father into giving her all his money) she was convinced this guy was The Only Doctor Who Ever Cared About Her and Saved Her Life Because Nobody Else Ever Cared About Her EVER.
So no complaint was filed. At least he wasn't actually her doctor, he was just the one that got assigned by the hospital to do the surgery.