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	<title>Comments on: friday fiction #3:  &#8220;drained&#8221;</title>
	<link>http://www.aboutanurse.com/2008/06/friday-fiction-3-drained.html</link>
	<description>a nurse blog.</description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 11:44:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>by: Barbara K.</title>
		<link>http://www.aboutanurse.com/2008/06/friday-fiction-3-drained.html#comment-79191</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 15:24:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I just discovered your blog.  I think it's terrific.  I think this post in particular is powerful.  You captured the torment of the caregiver so well.  I was on the other side of the equation for a few years - a patient with an uncontrollable chronic pain (now doing much better).  I always said that I'd rather be the one suffering than the one witnessing and trying to help.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just discovered your blog.  I think it&#8217;s terrific.  I think this post in particular is powerful.  You captured the torment of the caregiver so well.  I was on the other side of the equation for a few years - a patient with an uncontrollable chronic pain (now doing much better).  I always said that I&#8217;d rather be the one suffering than the one witnessing and trying to help.
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		<title>by: Vanda</title>
		<link>http://www.aboutanurse.com/2008/06/friday-fiction-3-drained.html#comment-78528</link>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 13:44:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Oh wow! I didn't read the title of this post, dang women. Some of that was so me before my hubby recovered from the stroke he had. It took over three years and I can so remember being about in that place. I'm still feeling a bit stunned about the memories and feelings it dragged up. 

Great writing!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh wow! I didn&#8217;t read the title of this post, dang women. Some of that was so me before my hubby recovered from the stroke he had. It took over three years and I can so remember being about in that place. I&#8217;m still feeling a bit stunned about the memories and feelings it dragged up. </p>
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		<title>by: howling</title>
		<link>http://www.aboutanurse.com/2008/06/friday-fiction-3-drained.html#comment-78480</link>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 21:42:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>you really got me. hahaha! i've read it earlier and didn't leave a comment thinking that i will just have to come back later when i have composed something more appropriate to this rather emotionally intense post... i was a bit concerned that my comment will be in bad taste or something silly. i know that there is a fiction tag on the title but it was just too 'real' that i got a bit confused for a moment here. good thing that you left a comment on my blog... i realized that this can't be coming from a grief-stricken woman?!

mad. you should just write weepy novels from now on. and i'd sell tissues.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>you really got me. hahaha! i&#8217;ve read it earlier and didn&#8217;t leave a comment thinking that i will just have to come back later when i have composed something more appropriate to this rather emotionally intense post&#8230; i was a bit concerned that my comment will be in bad taste or something silly. i know that there is a fiction tag on the title but it was just too &#8216;real&#8217; that i got a bit confused for a moment here. good thing that you left a comment on my blog&#8230; i realized that this can&#8217;t be coming from a grief-stricken woman?!</p>
<p>mad. you should just write weepy novels from now on. and i&#8217;d sell tissues.
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