Better. Pity was taken upon me, and I had tea at home by four.
Tomorrow, after proving that I still know how to do CPR after twenty years, lunch with D, then time with the critters. I think I know why it's so restorative. They are so present and enthusiastic. Surgeons are often very present, but are not very openly appreciative. Which is fine by me, honestly. If they are not yelling or throwing things, I'm happy to go about my job. But animal attention is stringless and immediate and distractible. Not to mention warm and furry.
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