I am sorry to bring grim news on such a festive occasion, but I feel it’s necessary to remind everyone that patient care is not necessarily rosy:

That story shocked me.

But this site brought me to tears, remembering QB, who accurately reminded me to take my PRN medication and nighttime meds:

It was uncanny the way QB “knew” not only the times that I was symptomatic, but when I was about to become symtomatic. His accuracy was 100% or nearly so.  My psychiatrist had faith in him and so did I.

Aren’t dogs wonderful?

(Never mind how many hours of sleep I didn’t get last night.)

Feedback and comments welcome!