i’m looking for the level of intimacy it takes to fill out another person’s patient assessment form. i want to know how you’ve been sleeping for the past six months; and whether or not your family has a history of mental illness. i want to know your middle name…your phone number…and your birthday…by heart. i want to bring up that one time, you pulled that one muscle…and how it still bothers you to this day—regardless of whether it’s relevant or not. i want to know it all…so that when you’re too tired to take care of yourself, i can pick up right where you left off without missing a beat.