Tamar faxed me a list of questions for the doctor today. I am notoriously a poor listener. We tried to conference call her in, but she didn't pick up when we were ready. I started taking notes.
"What am I doing?" I said aloud, pulled out my trusty dictating machine and just let it record.
Now, I'm burning it to my hard drive and just going to send her the file, so I don't get accused of not listening.
Monday, August 14, 2006
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