I’ve got a little gallery in the supply closet, but I never turn them into a map—unless you’re into DIY art projects, then maybe. The wildest case? A guy with a “cough” that was really a secret knock from a very loud wind tunnel. He swore it was a demon, but the doctor who examined him said, “Sir, it’s just the HVAC system. Stop blaming the ghosts.” I still keep his bandage in the drawer, because sometimes a good old wound can outlast the explanations.