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Tag: patient

Sleep sleep sleep

Sleep sleep sleep

Poor Tom – he lost his Thanksgiving holiday while I was being shuffled around and then out of the hospital. Now he’s stuck with me, the patient less than two weeks past surgery, who needs help with everything. No wonder Emory sends a social worker around to make sure the patients will have a caregiver … read more Sleep sleep sleep

Posted on November 28, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags caregiver, holiday, patient, sleep, Tom
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