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Tales from the Bedside: Through a Nurse's Eyes
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Ongoing, First published Aug 29, 2018
A raw, uncensored view through the eyes of a Pediatric ER Nurse.

CAUTION: Some stories will be gruesome, some stories will be sad, and some patients will die. Read at your own risk!

DISCLAIMER: Names have been changed and specific details withheld for the protection of the patients and staff that I work with.
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