But I found that out only last month. by Emily Willingham You've been there, right? In the doctor's office when a clinician takes your blood pressure, whips off the cuff, types in a value, and then pops the thermometer in your mouth without a word. Like, you know, a word that includes the numbers that person just took down about you. Your numbers. About you. I always make a point to ask. After all, those numbers are mine. Once though, there was a number I didn't ask about, one that it didn't even cross my mind the ask about because usually,
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