So, does it make me a traitor to sit inside a Barnes and Noble and read my Kindle?
Took an unexpected trip up to Fairbanks for the weekend. Sarah's (my brother's girlfriend) mom was put in hospice care. Not really anything to do expect sit around, but I just got that feeling like I needed to come be here for them.
It's always an interesting experience being on the "other" side. And it's always a HUGE reminder of how patient's and their families perceive our actions as healthcare workers. Not an easy situation at all.
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