It had been an exhausting week at the office: an unrelenting barrage of patients every day. I could barely think straight by the time I packed it in every evening and headed home. I had dinner, checked my e-mail, lay down on the sofa to read and fell asleep instead. The next thing I knew, my wife was handing me the phone….
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