My dad and I had a conversation about marine species this evening.
It is starting to rain.
Today was day two for me in the PICU. It is a different place from where I've been. Today my baby patient breathed helium and oxygen inside a plastic dome that looked like something belonging to a fancy person who happens to live in the Crab Nebula.
When he cried, everyone said it sounded like a person crying from five rooms away.
But no, there he would be, his head under the bell jar, right next to you.
The banana tree outside my bungalow sounds like a man in the bushes.
Don't worry, it really is a tree.
I'm not done telling you about Tx-La but I need to sleep.
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