Cunning
“Hello, Chelsea. I'm Madden, your day nurse. May I see your wristband?”
Chelsea held it up and answered all of Madden's questions: name, date of birth, and last four digits of her Social Security number. After she passed the mini-exam, Madden said, “I’m sorry to interrupt, but it’s time for your tests. Your doctor ordered a full panel of tests and scans. It will take us a few hours.”
I squeezed Chelsea’s hand. “That’s all right. I need to go to lunch. I’ll stop by the apartment before I come back. Text me and let me know if you’re breaking out of here today.”
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