Sourly, Preston gave her a dismissive nod and turned again to his two most hated chores; that pile of mail, and a list of reports that had to be written. He loves his work with its daily challenges of patients in severe pain, and the conditions that mystify clinicians of every ilk, but by Friday, exhaustion had set in. Working at the coalface, as he cheerily called his clinic on a Monday morning, had sunk to toiling at the salt mines.
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