Thursday, 30 July 2015

When I'm a Nutritionist

I let out a deep breath as a tall man walked out and I leaned forward with me head in my hands. I had barely lifted my head again when a worried mother knocked meekly on the on the glass door of my office grasping tightly onto her gurgling toddlers hand.

All my stress drained from me and I felt as I had started the day from the beginning, children were always great to have around compared to the series of adults that walked everyday, sport champions,.

The two came in, and the child reached eagerly for one of the two chairs in front of my desk as the parent started to ask rushed question of her kid’s further health and diets, our appointment soon came to an end and she with her child with a mixed expression of being satisfied and relieved

Imagine being a Nutritionist

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