Alone again on Valentine's Day,
Millie thought she'd better gear up for dating season.
(Like in my book where I share the story of the delightful male nurse whom I worked with on that infamous tele floor. He had the novel idea of inventing a blow-dart gun loaded with a tranquilizing medication, for the patient that refused to go to sleep and wouldn't lay off her call light. I loved working with that guy!)
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