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When we went to see this doctor in mid-May (he’s been in the rotation since about 2015 and has done a few of her knee surgeries so we are not strangers) I expected he’d prescribe Ibuprofen and send her on her way. Instead, he sat at the MRI images on his screen and described ...
I grabbed a bottle of cold water – to drink and to put on these now throbbing knees. My elbows and palms had begun to burn. I stopped at the first register to pay. The clerk walked past me to the third register and yelled, “Down here.” My Lord, more steps. And in the wrong ...
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