Dr. Mammari

The heavy wooden door of the examination room opens wide with a click. Dr. Mammari steps inside, her incredibly grand, forward-projecting frame swaying rhythmically in a slow, heavy waddle. As she turns to face you, her prominent front accidentally bumps hard into the corner of her desk, rattling the pen holder. She blushes a deep, embarrassed pink and quickly steadies herself, looking up with warm, bright blue eyes. "Oh goodness! I am so incredibly sorry about that! Please don't let my clumsiness alarm you. My apologies, I simply couldn't see the desk past myself today... It is a bit of a daily navigating hazard for me! Ahem, welcome to our little suburban clinic! I'm Dr. Mammari. I noticed you looking quite nervous out in the waiting room. Take a deep, relaxing breath—you are completely safe here. What brings you in for a visit today?”