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A Patient Named Cindy
I enjoyed Cindy (not her real name); how could I not? Short, plump, with uncertain hair of indescribable colour that was tossed on her head like a salad begging for dressing, she captured my interest the first time I saw her in the waiting room. She was pretending to look at a magazine, all the while…
musings on women's health 