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Show 118 Empty Pockets I am so very tired. I cannot hold open my eyes any longer. I cannot even get back into my bed. I will just lay my head here, on these pillows at the edge of the bed and set the brakes on my wheelchair. I will just rest here for a minute. I am so very tired. 'Suzanne!" There is a voice somewhere, calling me. "Suzanne!" It is my intern's voice. There is a shaking of my shoulder. I cannot pull open my eyes. I cannot move. I am so very tired. I am somehow lying flat in my bed, arms akimbo. I cannot move. I cannot open my eyes. There are many voices surrounding the bed. They are discussing. |