It’s Not Like You Work Five Days a Week (Twelve-hour night shifts are hard on marriages)

Chapter 14  For the third night in a row, I returned to the PICU. Shortly after shift report, the father of the child I told how to ask for pain meds for his kid walks in carrying three large boxes of pizzas. He sets them in front of me, on top of the nurses’ desk. […]

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