I’ll admit it: I’m terrible when it comes to taking care of a sick friend or relative. I’m the last person you want to call for TLC if you get the flu, have an accident or are recovering from surgery. You’ll never confuse me with Florence Nightingale or Mother Teresa. I lack patience and have little tolerance for the perfectly reasonable — I suppose — whining of a person in pain who can probably take care of herself. Call it a character flaw but that’s me!Read Full Story
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