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I've never written much about my years in nursing--only a couple of projects that effectively exorcized those ghosts for me. This is one of those pieces, an essay about life as a telephone triage nurse, which I did for six years at the end of my nursing career, to support myself as I was trying to morph into a writer and teacher. I circulated it to some nurse friends, but never tried to publish it. Some things you just don't.

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