The first, on my upper arm, sort of looks like a love bite, doesn't it. Which is ironic.
The second, demonstrating how far between the seventh and eighth ribs a pair of scissors had been inserted. The patient wept when I told her I couldn't give her i.v morphine, which I found telling regarding her motivation for (repeatedly) sticking herself.
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Yikes, what a nasty patient.
Utmost respect for doing the work that you do.
Hope that you feel better soon.
So sorry to hear about your rubbish week and sending lots of good vibes your way. Perhaps use enforced time off to brush up on scrabble skills .....c....a.....t!! Simples
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