"I'll still be your doctor," he told her,
After he'd pretty much told her
That she may well want to do nothing more.
He complimented her on the success of her struggle
"Up to now."
She'd fought the fight, had triumphed over the meager odds,
For a time.
She'd been a very good patient.
He even bent forward to embrace her,
As she thanked him for his efforts.
Within minutes, he would be walking down the hallway,
Talking about last night's game
With one of the living.
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