Brett Tashman was irate and frustrated.
Not because of the constant whirring machinery, the IV drips scattered around his room or the rounds of chemotherapy he had endured for his soft tissue cancer over the last two years.
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Brett Tashman was irate and frustrated.
Not because of the constant whirring machinery, the IV drips scattered around his room or the rounds of chemotherapy he had endured for his soft tissue cancer over the last two years.