Why I’m Here in the ER

It’s been a long day, starting at 4 am.  It’s now 10:30, and the lights are dimmed in our little ER room.  The nurse dressed in blue, pushing anti-nausea medication into the IV, is the husband of a veteran nurse I work with upstairs.  He teases his patient that he’ll bring her ice chips only …

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