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The first time I heard these words in that combination, I was 15 years old. I had multiple broken bones after a freak bicycle accident and was just hours away from major surgery. (That was such a fun summer trip! All of it spent in the hospital.) Anyway, my surgeon, a Navy man who was thrilled (eyeroll) to be dealing with the teenage girl, had just finished building my traction and settling me in for what would be a restless, pain-filled night. Just before he left, he said some variation of this to me.

I wanted to strangle him with my bare hands, but he was out of reach.

It took some time and distance, but I eventually figured out how right he was.

I am now known to utter these words myself from time to time. But only when I am a safe distance away from the person at whom they are directed. I don’t have a death wish. 😉