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10 comments:
Forget 4, what the hell is #2
Shitting blood
I hear there's a vaccine for that, now.
I heard chiropractors can do manipulations to make hematochezia away.
Personal notes is when they took a photo of your booty
Personal notes = extra special notes that there isn't a diagnosis code for yet.
Otherwise known as "ask the guy who wrote this note".
Diagnosis: old fat person.
Point #4 smells like yet another reason for the medical industry to cut the losses and ditch voice recognition.
Second RehabRN--he's got something wrong that doesn't fit the pigeonholes, it's explained in the file.
Personal Notes? Since when has being able to play a tune on your teeth been a medical condition?!
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