So, there I am, standing on a bed, holding an elderly lady on all fours; all while my colleague stabilises her hips and the son cleans the aftermath of an eruptive diarrhoeal episode.
And I think to myself: what a wonderful job.
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Tuesday, April 27, 2010
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