Silence is golden – Diagnostic acumen requires so much more than knowing the facts
She sat and stared, entranced and scared, into nowhere. Her knobbly knees pulled up obtusely by her spindly arms, cradled by her sullen face. Dark eyes, but compliant and waiting. I called her by name, and an automated, shuffling gait arrived her in quiet into my room. There was no response to my introduction …
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