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Show 345 "Never," she is responding and I know I can trust her honesty. "I don't understand," I venture, "why I apparently get mean with some nurses but not with most." I am telling her about my recent apparent assault against some nurse. Flo is listening thoughtfully. "It's the nature ofthe drug," she is answering. She is not threatened by my story. "And it also might have something to do with the nature of those few nurses." We are coming to the junction where we could turn for the third possible round. It is an unstated goal that we will go one full mile and I turn down the hallway and pick up the pace once again. I am sucking air but need to know and manage to gasp, "What do you mean?" "I mean that if nurses aren't in this for the patient, then they'd better get out of it." "Are you saying that I am mean to you but you ignore it?" "No. You've never been mean to me." I am wondering just why I would be mean to anyone, ever, and it occurs to me as we turn a corner that maybe a patient who stays long enough can sense when a nurse, pushing massive doses |