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The hospital smelled of disinfectant and hand sanitizer, the daily perfume of Dr. Sanjeevini’s life. As a second-year resident, her hands usually precise and quick when running a central line or checking a pulse, were numb with exhaustion as she finished the last chart review. Patient was now stable. To be discharged tomorrow. When she…
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To: The Writer’s Block RE: Termination of Service – Get Out Well, it has been an interesting run, hasn’t it? Full of staring contests with a blank page or a blank screen and the persistent, low hum of doubt. But honestly, this relationship is not working for me. I have realized you are not some…