3. Progress notes are a critical aspect of the patient's record. Because they are essential for treatment continuity, progress notes should be completed during or immediately after each visit and must be reviewed and approved by the treating clinician.
4. Not brushing & or flossing, rinsing
5. By brushing your teeth, flossing, and rinsing, Overall giving care to your Oral health.
The correct verb form would be a. came. Hope this helps!
Answer:
They have a magical power.
"There were wings on his cap and sandals, and he carried a winged staff, around which two golden serpents were twined."
Explanation:
According to the text from "Perseus and the Quest for the Head of Medusa", it is narrated that Perseus is sent by Poseidon to kill Medusa and he is aided by Athena and other gods who ensure his victory and successful escape.
Among some of the things that were given him was a winged sandal and it had magical properties which could make Perseus fly.
The evidence from the text that supports the answer above is "There were wings on his cap and sandals, and he carried a winged staff, around which two golden serpents were twined." which helps to show the theme of magic that the sandal and other gifts contain.
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Here's the answer: Araby</h3>
And now here's why, and the answer to another question:
This question is answered by this other question:
The narrator in <u><em>James Joyce’s “Araby”</em></u> dreams of romance before he visits the bazaar. Which statement best describes his feelings as he leaves the bazaar?
Thus the answer has to be "Araby" because the bazaar is only in this story.
This other question is asked in the same unit. These 2 questions answer each other:
Your question's answer: Araby
The other question's answer: The protagonist feels foolish because his romantic dreams have been shattered, but he still longs to feel the enchantment the bazaar once had for him.
The rain how it fell; the cadaver smell
<span>My eyes transfixed on that pit of Hell, </span>
Vapid flesh foul, horrendously bland.
<span>But why this carnage, I don’t understand; </span>
Retching, gagging, holding back the bile.
<span>I turn from the evil to rest for a while, </span>
<span>From decomposing mothers, fathers and child; </span>
Satan’s work, merciless, callously wild.
<span>Laid out in graves grotesquely remorse, </span>
Lucifer’s carnage has taken its course
<span>In a dance of death, contorted and thin, </span>
Thousands of bodies, bound together by skin.
Now sixty years passed, will I ever forget.
<span>That day when in person, with Satan I met; </span>
He showed me firsthand his evil, his sin.
Flames of contempt still burn deep within.
<span>Wise men instruct us ‘we must never, forget’, </span>
<span>Upon the memory of them, ‘let the sun never set’; </span>
<span>For six million Jews paid the ultimate cost, </span>
<span>I know, I was there, at the great Holocaust.
</span><span>Holocaust - Poem by Alf Hutchison</span>