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... the man and woman inside of the room with me knew I was awake. In fact, maybe I would get better treatment if they knew I was.
My eyelids were still much too heavy to open, but that was the least of my concerns. Why would they be talking about bruised ribs? The last thing I remembered was working in the ER department of the Toronto General Hospital. I was called in to examine a man that had most of his leg shot off? Sliced off? I didn't really know. All I knew was that the leg was holdin ...
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