Judging from the “get well” card I received in the mail, I must have made a favorable impression on the nurses who cared for me while I was a surgical patient in their hospital last week.
I shouldn’t be surprised, the gentle, lovable and affable guy that I am.
Actually, I am surprised because I’m generally not the most pleasant, fun-loving and good-natured person when I’m a hospital patient.
Try demanding, curt and obnoxious, friends and family say.
But I’m not disrespectful.
“Not to the cute nurses, but everyone else is fair game.”
This surgery stuff is serious business, I tried explaining. They deal with life and death matters 24/7.
“You were in the hospital to straighten out a bent finger, don’t kid yourself.”
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