The R.N. ( or P.A. ) had difficulty finding a vein to insert the IV for a transthoracic echo so decided to use my hand, kind of as a last resort. For the first time that I can ever recall, he asked afterward if it hurt. I said it was nothing that I would consider pain. He seemed relieved, saying, "Then we'll call that a win." His name was John and he looked a lot like James Carville. A short conversation to be sure, but one of the few I've had with anyone outside my house. Thus the documentation.
So....after wordle, which takes only a few minutes, I wait for Spelling Bee, where I can usually get to Genius with little trouble, but find Queen Bee level to take much longer. So I watch the various Cop-Cam programming and then listen to a few Dad-jokes: ---I wish someone could tell me what IDK means, but every time I ask, they say, "I don't know."
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