the young nurse her
husband approvedwas mighty cute wanted to press forwardcontinue to the MRI
his wife said vehemently No.
I’m sorry, red eyes means high blood pressure?
I’ve never heard of that. I’m a nurse.
Yeah. Where do you go to school?
We’re not proceeding with the MRI until his
blood pressure comes down. You tryin’ to stroke the man out?
I’ll see the doct . .
.
. Don’t tell me. Go. Get on it.
Jesus
Christ.
I
don’t feel well.
No you don’t, babe. Relax.
Your
blood’s up. Try an’ relax.
he laid back on the gurney outside the
MRI lab in the hallway
she muttered The least she could
have done was rolled you into a room a small antechamber, a fuckin’ closet.
his sister rarely used fuck
he was the fucker in the family
his daughters had used fuck more often
than Sis did
because he was their
father
they knew he
once wrote a letter to his girlfriend who became his wife where he defined fuck
over five pagesinstances where fuck was the only word possible to crystalisedescribe
the circumstances he outlined
Yes. their mother told them Your father.
He’s quite the romantic.
the four of them harhared
hard
So Sis
Wha was the outcome
The doctor came in obviously peevednurse
trailed him looking triumphantWould
you look at his eyes.
He did.
He almost shit.
He turned to the nurse and asked her if
she checked his blood pressure. She admitted she didn’t.
He turned to me and asked me why I knew
that.
I told him it’s an old wives’ tale.
laughed
Theyre old wives
Cant dismiss old women who
likelyparticularly when we were kids had
already buried their husbands
They know
They do.
I woudnt listen to an old husbands tale
Neither would I.
1222, Thursday,
19 2. 26
1201, Saturday,
21 2. 26
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