Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Phone Call

...during supper, Dad is mad, but hey, I'm not going to let this go. "I'll take it in the basement. With her it can be 5 seconds or 5 hours. Usually toward the latter. One of those calls where the folds in your ears start hurting, the reciever is covered with nervous perspiration, and you are in heaven, or close to it. She's calling from thr hospital; her asthma is acting up. worse than ever, the August dog days have everyone wheezing from the pollution and pollen. I make a date to "visit" her that night.

In her room she is hooked up to a drip, but feeling better. After a while we are both feeling a lot better. The night nurse comes in and prescribes a cold shower.

By Professor Batty


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