Tag: professionalism
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My Contribution
My son rests his head in tthe hollow where my arm meets my chest, as if it were made for him. As I kiss his forehead I feel the head radiating from his skull; he’s too warm. 103.2. My guess was off, only 101.4. No better than yesterday, I’m afraid. Worse, even. What will we…
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Professionalism
I made the call when BG vomited for the third time the three ounces of formula we’d just given her: She’s not going to daycare tomorrow. Which mean that I need to call in sick. Residents don’t call in sick. And they especially don’t call in sick by proxy. But the thought of my daughter…