“Do they think this is Burger King?” I grumbled to the charge nurse, who rolled her eyes knowingly.  We both averted our gaze from the family member hovering in the doorway to Room 5.   This was one of my pet peeves.  We were busy, completely under-staffed, just trying to keep everyone alive.  And they want us to hurry up?  I already had more tasks to complete than could possibly fit into the rest of the shift.  I took my usual approach and steered clear of the room. At least, that used to be my usual approach.  This winter, my dad …

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