One of my favorite patients during my pediatrics rotation was a beautiful teenage girl. She had come to the hospital for an outpatient surgery but was admitted to the peds floor for uncontrolled pain after the surgery. She said she was having severe pain in her leg, but her doctors could not figure this out because the surgery had nothing to do with her leg. No pain medication would get rid of her pain, which she always rated as an eight out of ten. Her parents live several hours away, and were unable to stay with her. When I did my assessment on her, she told me that her leg was numb and that she could not move it. She needed to use the restroom, so I told her I would help her walk to it. To get out of bed, she had to lift her leg with her hands and throw it over the side of the bed. When she finally stood up I helped her make her way to the restroom, and I was supporting most of her weight. On her way back to bed, she said she wanted to brush her teeth. I had grabbed a small tube of toothpaste before, so with me standing there with her, she picked up the toothpaste and squeezed it on the toothbrush. "This toothpaste looks gross. It smells bad," she said. Once she started brushing her teeth, she said, "Ewww.. it tastes gross." She continued brushing while I picked up the toothpaste tube. I looked at it for a second, then looked over at her and said, "Oh, no! I’m so sorry! I accidentally grabbed diaper ointment." She froze in place, her eyes got big, and she said, "WHAT?!" I smiled and told her I was just kidding. We both laughed and she finished brushing her teeth, smiling the whole time. When we walked back to bed, I barely had to support her. She climbed into bed without any problem, her leg miraculously healed.