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If you click on the title of a post, you will be taken to the archive copy of the text, where there are many options:
"Print this post" -- creates a printable screen
"Add to Favourites" -- See below
"Related Posts" -- other posts that are in some way similar
"(Visited N times)" -- Started Jan 5, 2010If you click "Add to Favourites", the software sets a cookie on your device. This cookie is quite harmless; however, it saves a list of your favourite posts on this site. Up to 99 of your favourites will appear on your computer only, in the list to the right, on the device that has the cookie. Note that favourites saved on one device will not be favourites on others, and that clearing your cookies will clear that particular device's list.
I am not sure about this, but the favourites list should work, even if you are not a subscriber. I know that it does work for subscribers.
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The flow
Tag Archives: medical
Sitting in a three-armed gown (fourth revision)
The technician in the aqua lab coat summoned the balding guy with the slightly bleeding shunt in the crook of his arm, with whom I had commiserated about the insipid iodine cocktail we were both sipping: he departed clutching at … Continue reading
Sitting in a three-armed gown (third draft)
The technician in the aqua lab coat called the balding guy with the slightly bleeding shunt in the crook of his arm, with whom I had commiserated about the insipid iodine solution we were both drinking: he departed the tiny … Continue reading
Posted in aging, Poetry, thoughts below ground
Tagged aging, health, health care, in a waiting room, marriage, medical, relationships
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blood test
They’re going to jab a needle at my arm; I’m hoping that my spirit feels no harm: it’s haunting my pale hide in mild alarm— I’m running out of nonchalance and charm. Those needles look too long to fit in … Continue reading