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Show 259 They were straight just a few minutes ago. I am sure that they were straight just a few minutes ago. "OK, well, let's wait awhile before we turn it back on," he is saying, shaking his head. The pump was turned off at a certain point in the last overdose. We had all hoped that the last reduction in dosage would finally be the correct dose. We have been hoping that for some time now. None of us is comfortable with these swings. "I'll be on the floor all night," he is saying, looking at my nurse now, "so let me know when you need me." "When" not "if." My nurse nods and goes back to his graphing. Dr. Emerson gives me one last crazed look and mouths, "in-tu-bate!" as he exits. He is stopping, pointing at R2-D2 parked in the hallway across from my door and fixes his mouth into a silly toothy grin, eyebrows raised in bizarre question. "Go find another taker!" I yell after him. |