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My mom broke her shoulder, so last night I was in the hospital with her for hours. The ER, as you know, is a total mind fuck…everything takes forever and someone you love is in pain and you’re in that tiny room and you just want to lose your mind. But anyway, she was getting her second dose of morphine (the Red women are never happy being only slightly drugged) and she looked at me and said, “Isn’t morphine the drug that you steal?” Now, by “morphine” I think she meant “oxycontin” and by “you” I think she meant “crazy people I’ve seen on holding up pharmacies on the news,” but still…a question like that makes the nurse look twice at you.

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