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I was very surprised to essentially be tutored by Dr. West in the ER all day. My tuition was really worth every penny, a six-hour running education dialog, the most practical stuff, hand-feeding my brain tasty medical nugs. I dressed a neck abscess that grew out, guess who, MRSA! Our pal. The docs don't bat an eyelash; apparently the stuff is our dominant SF flora.

Also today, the 16-year-old Spanish speaking pregnant diabetic I was following found out that her fetus had "demised." (I'm sorry to call her by her age/language/disease, just trying to be HIPPA compliant.) Ay ay ay, poor sweetie. It was a strange combo of the practitioners feeling sort of, dare I say, relieved? And of course really empathizing with her.