I Love Nurses
So today at Gold’s I ran into the nurse who was working in the ER the night my lung collapsed. I thanked him for treating me so well that night. He had been funny, and flirtatious, but in a manner that had only calmed my dull, sedated panic. He had showed the Manly Fireplug my x-rays before the procedure, and a couple of days later stopped by the barbershop to ask about my recovery.
I told him that the procedure unfortunately hadn’t worked so well, as I ended up back in the hospital a couple of days later, only to get a second tube shoved through my chest. Fortunately I was even more sedated for that one.
“Yeah,” he said. “I told Doctor O’Brien that I was a little worried. That needle was only three and a half inches long, those aren’t really made for guys who have chests as big as yours.”
I’ve been waiting my whole life to hear that. My work here is done.


How sweet!
December 6th, 2008 at 7:42 pmThis post needs a pic of said chest…
December 7th, 2008 at 8:55 amYes, this post is really kind of weak without a close-up photo of the furry chest in question. I feel cheated without an accompanying image.
December 8th, 2008 at 1:18 pmOMG you know what to say. A weak post?!? I’m ashamed.
Then again, you know I’m a tease.
December 9th, 2008 at 11:53 am