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that, then those new screw jobs exist in perpetuity. New boogers to pick. So just set out some obvious violations to satisfy them. Shannon gasped when he told her that he originally thought about including in every chart a statement that the children were told not to jerk off or they would go blind. Or how about, children, it's OK to jerk off but not while driving drunk? But then he rethought those documentations. They might actually meet the JC requirements. So even better, he didn't mention any sex in any discharge summary. "Wait til they se that! Hah! No mention of sex. It'll kill them. Guaranteed black marks." However, Shannon wasn't reacting to his teasing. Not directly. Her smiles were mechanical and lagged, being more in response to his body language of anticipation. She was elsewhere. "OK. What gives?" "Don't ask," Shannon fended him off. "Don't ask me to don't ask." "Remember Jessica Williams?" "Yeah. You were going to straighten out the disapproval of her surgery." Shannon explained that AmeriMed denied treatment again, on appeal, because the surgery to enable her walking was taking her from one condition to another unexperienced before. Nonwalking to walking, to Macaluso's I-don't-get-it stare. Surgery, as it was requested, was not to be a restoration of a prior level of function but rather a creation of a new level of function. Under some numbered article of their plan, only a restoration to a proven prior level of function was covered. Enabling her to walk, as she never walked before, is to their definition like a nose job, something new. As Macaluso was muttering, "proven?" and "prior?" and throwing in "time machines", Shannon continued on. She just had to shed some of this for her own sanity.