I have hit the point at which I am slogging. No shows, cancellations, and some really tough cases to assess that take hours of phoning people and collecting collateral info. What do you do when a kid has no parents? You talk to social workers, cousins, group home administrators, teachers…. Ayi yi yi.
Also, kids keep bringing in colds. I keep taking pills.
Also, there’s ice. Pockets, in the gutters and shady spots. It’s cold!
It’s interesting that the stress results in fic. I should be good to go, now.
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