Monday, May 23, 2016

Don't Be A Hero

I beg off work a little early, as my boss expects, and head home, tired, but not completely wiped out, with the words of my nurse, Ryan, echoing in my mind: "Don't be a hero."

Once home, I relax for a few minutes, and then climb into bed for what I hope will be a quick nap.

An hour-and-a-half later I wake up, confused and exhausted. The doge and I stagger down the stairs for her evening walk, and I wonder how I would have gotten home had I tried to tough out the day.

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