By now most of my millions of followers have had the intimidating experience of navigating the medical world for either yourself or a significant other. And it blows. My Friend is quite experienced, and there are not enough cus words to explain how awful that can be. Or Bible verses so spare me the feedback. My Friend wants to be totally invested. And compassionate. And grateful that she is on the lower end of that bed. But…..that lower end is a hard chair with no footrest. Or reclining back. Did I mention there are also some nice drugs involved on the upper end of the bed. My Friend’s tongue is still bleeding when the patient got offered the heated blanket because the room was so freezing. She said it was. So.Damn.Freezing. Meanwhile, the patient gets lunch (from a menu of course), and hot coffee. The Friend has a protein bar and mimosas from a thermos. She didn’t really have mimosas, not that she wouldn’t have wanted one. Or two. Lack of initiative. At some point the Friend is really just an Uber driver, and in the way of the important stuff going on around her. Yes, she knows how selfish this sounds. Yes, she knows she can get up and walk the halls at anytime and enjoy the people watching of all the other bedraggled patrons. And get in a car and leave. And fight traffic like everyone else in the real world.
And be so relieved that she can go on with real life again, which of course is not true but I’m trying to help her out here. And wonder why there is a huge gap in the text. See, the world just sometimes goes haywire on you. Whatever haywire is. So give my Friend a break. And don’t make her bite her tongue when she wants the hot blanket. And let her say all the Ands she wants even though it is such poor grammar which she really finds annoying in others. And especially herself. And forgive a big gap in the text which she can’t get rid of. Not everything can always be explained.