“They think I’m an average liability.”

Rachel charted my numbers on the screen and took off the cuff.

She rolled up the tubing and hung it neatly on its plastic hook.

“You’re completely in charge of what you do next,” Rachel said softly.

“Nobody gets to decide your worth but you.”

She took hold of the empty transport chair and pushed it toward the door.

“I’ll be back with your evening medications at six.”

“We can play cards if you’re up for it.”