0400 – My alarm goes off to wake me up for work. Press snooze and roll over. 0405 – I get a phone call from work saying our census has dropped to 10 patients and would I like to stay home today? I think that I should probably go to work to save up my time for David’s surgery, but I am physically incapable of refusing at that hour. I agree to stay home. 0408 – I suddenly realize my entire GI tract is churning. I can’t sleep. Spend the next two hours in the bathroom with fluid (and other things) coming out both ends. 0615 – I finally can lie down in bed again without having to jump right…
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what i did on saturday
August 22, 2010