Just sitting down to start work after my "midnight break" (noontime here), and all the good work is gone. What's the first job of the day? An 18-minute dictation from inaudible, incomprehensible Dr. Zhang on an acute pancreatitis.
Sigh.
At least I can stare at the coconut trees, flowers, and cool breeze gently stirring the water in the swimming pool while I suffer through this and remind myself what I do lets me be where I am.
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