TRUTH IN HEALTHCARE IV

GETTING BETTER?????????????

after about (i know not exactly when) four days i started to improve and actually communicated with the world around me. up to that time i lay there in a pile not even willing or able to move my lips to say something. if i had something to say it would have been, "get the hell out of here and let me die you bastards" or something similar. actually i hadn't the energy or inclination to even think or say that.

i was continually visited by staff: doctors, nurses, assistants, social workers, bookkeepers, maintenance workers, and lost visitors. it seemed that everyone wanted to know my name and where i thought i was? at one point i said, "i'm abraham lincoln and this is ford's theater". i'm sure some of the people actually didn't know who i was or where they were.

the most annoying aspect of my stay was all the wiring and tubes on me, under me, over me. at least one intravenous (IV) medication thingum attached, a device attached to my ear, a litlle lighted device attachd to a finger appwearing to be an extraterrestrial communication device, plastic cables attached to me and my bed making escape at least difficult and serving a faux purpose of massaging my legs. these devices seemed to have the sole purpose that kathy bates had imprisoning james caan in the movie misery.

TO BE CONTINUED. DON'T MISS EPISODE V, "ESCAPE"

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