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Please don't tell me you're a nurse when I'm looking at a giant necrotic open abcess on the side of your cat.

This is part of the reason I am always going to treat myself until I'm too sick to manage the calculations.  And given the invention of calculators, that's going to be when I'm on death's door.

(Don't worry, folks, I fixed kitty up.  It was actually a pretty fun surgery.)

Also, I have a weekend!  A full two days with no work!  Huzzah!