God, it even makes Acute Kidney Injury better. Studying it, that is. I don’t want to piece together what it does if you actually have AKI.
This morning, in the middle of the dark slush of the Presbyterian Hospital’s maze of driveways, a large coffee for $1.25 from Maria’s Lunch Truck felt as luxurious as the latte I indulged in at our local Town Hall Coffee this past Thursday. The otherwise empty windowless work station where I’m currently reading patient charts is not quite as agreeable as studying at a table across from John at our coffee nook.