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She comes again, to dress his wound, straggly hair but packed with kindness. I wonder where she's going next and who she treated just before. Of course no alcohol involved he slipped on wooden steps at night. Deft hands measure, clean the wound, replace the silver dressing. "Keep it dry and elevate," she says agai.. I know he won't unless I nag. She checks blood pressure, much too high! then heads to small white car outside. I thank and bless the District Nurse for her service, skill and patience.