Image Courtesy of the UK Science Museum, This image is released under a CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 Licence Things have been frantic all week. On Monday after dropping off the girls, I was sent to drop off the borrowed baby monitor and pick up the rented one. A baby monitor beeps loudly when the baby stops breathing. I’m glad we picked Mum and the baby up on the Sunday because on a weekday the traffic was murder. After the third time around the block looking for a parking spot, I pulled into the line for 5 Minute Pick Up and Drop Off. It didn’t move for twenty minutes, so I asked the lady behind me if she would mind if I ducked in and made the exchange. “Not at all,” she said. “I don’t think we’re going anywhere for a while.” The first part was easy. I dropped the borrowed monitor off on the 8 th Floor, but the rented one had to be collected from the 3 rd Floor. It was like being given directions by the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland. First I went to Paediatric...
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