My father is a doctor too, he is still working in the hospital and he wrote a book.
Every time I used to call my father, I would say: "Hi, How are you?..." And he would answer:"Okay, okay, how much?" He knew probably most of the time I called to ask for money. He is very nice man, doesn't bother you at all, whatever you do, its fine, the way its supposed to be, will be great anyway and do what you want forever. He is very easy. One time we had to meet for dinner and I forgot, after 2 hours I remembered and went to this place, and my father was still waiting for me. I call him, he calls me, most of the time he has good news, and whatever I do, he is on my side.
