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Dear Nurse Monica, I Don’t Forgive You and I’m OK With That

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Dear Nurse Monica, 2010, Royal Columbian Hospital, fifth floor, night shift. Remember? I was the bed-confined patient with the acquired brain injury who had just come from the critical care unit (CCU) for the third time.

I was the patient who you felt was demanding and ungrateful, who rang the call bell too many times, who was a pain in your ass and needed to be disciplined.

You probably don’t remember me, after 10 years. That actually kinda pisses me off, because I sure remember you. In fact, I can’t forget you.

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