Thursday, 12 July 2012

I patted an arm today. The upper arm touch of the concerned clinician. I used to do that a lot, back when my business was helping the dying.

I still help the dying, but I do it from a computer screen, divorced from the arm pats. And I miss it. Terribly. I wear much better shoes because I don't need to run much. And I wear make up every day because I don't start as early as I used to. Back in the days when I spent most of my time looking into the eyes of the people I was trying to help instead of looking at a mass of pixels, delineated by linear attenuation coefficient.

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