"Help! Help! My Son the Doctor is Drowning!"

My high school principal, Rabbi E. Weldler z"l, was very (very.... VERY.....) fond of the joke about a Jewish mother who was at the seaside with her son who recently passed his medical exams. Within minutes of entering the ocean, he gets into great difficulty under huge waves.

The Jewish mother's pleas? 

"Help! Help! My Son the Doctor is Drowning!"

I know just how this mother felt.

As of last week, my daughter is a Registered 

Diagnostic Medical Sonographer.

Her name looks so pretty with all those fancy letters after it.

(C'mon...a little kvelling is an earned right after suffering through all those years of 'Jewish Mother's Guilt!')