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Saturday, January 9, 2010

Second opinion

Do you ever realize you want someone else's opinion, for no real reason?  Yesterday I cut my finger while slicing bread.  (Yes, it was gross.)

Suddenly my longing for having friends and family around ratcheted up to Level 9.  Sure, Kate, Alicia, Hannah, Diego, Nelson, Echo, Charlie, et al have no medical training.  But in the face of a dilemma, you don't really want expert opinion.  You just want someone to gut check your gut check.  Do I go to Walgreens and buy tape and antibiotic?  Or does the amount of blood warrant a trip to the hospital?

Making that decision alone is probably helping me to become a more independent person.

Ugh, independence.

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