Kevin tilted his head back, and saw an attractive middle-aged woman behind him, pushing his wheelchair.

"What do you think you're doing?" asked Kevin rudely.

The lady replied just as kindly, "Hello, I'm Dr. Brown. I'm guessing you're Kevin."

"Yeah," said Kevin.

"Phew! That's good. It would have been a nasty shock for me if you were Tim Stewart, hey? I should really ask people who they before I take them to my office, I don't think you'd like to be pushed around by someone who wasn't your doctor." said Dr. Brown, with a hint of cheekiness in her voice.

"I don't like to be pushed at all," said Kevin bitterly.

Dr. Brown frowned slightly, but stopped as they were already in her examination room.

"So Kevin," started the doctor after he was lying on her hard exam table, "tell me about yourself."

"what do you want to know?" enquired Kevin.

"Well, tell me about school, aspirations, achievements, family, friends, anything like that."

Kevin sighed. He knew what he was about to say would sound pitiful.

"Well, I went to school in Arizona. I live with my brother, sister and parents. I played heaps sport and stuff. I was named in the Arizona state baseball team at the end of senior year, just before I was in the car accident with my best friend, Andy. I soon found out who my real friends were, and I realised I had none."

Kevin could feel hot tears spring to his eyes. God, he hated his life.