On occasion, I find myself trapped in a tiny exam room with a mom and her small, loud children. As long as it's not my kids carrying on, neither of whom are small and only one of whom continues loud, I really don't mind the fuss.

And breathing. I hear a wind tunnel's worth of that through the work day, some of it wheezy and a lot of it congested. As long as it's not issuing from the other side of my bed, I'm okay with that as well.

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