Obvious

My favorite subject is back, apparently. It’s little after 6:00 now. About twenty minutes ago, the patient in my old spot, diagonal across from me now, one of those who can only speak in groans to the nurses, fell. I heard the clonk of the floor and the groans. I was still on my side half asleep, like to think if I was up I’d have hit nurse call and told them myself. Didn’t even think to though. Finally after hearing him move around, the poor guy did himself. He was calling for help. He got the Bully Mom Nurse.

“Daijouuubu?”

That rang out of her mouth first thing, yeah there’s a surprise. Naturally, being the Bully Mom Nurse she goes from zero to belittling in 1.5 seconds, going past a second because of all the time it takes to get out that hefty daijoubu. She starts up asking why did you do such a thing? oh I wish you had called me first, this is such a problem now, her tone acid. She must’ve been in heaven. Our BMN (see the Bully Mom Nurse is back if you don't know what I'm talking about).

There must be some good in her. That would be the real skill, to find it. Because you're the writer with a writer's power of observation, right? The easy thing would be to believe her when she says she worries about us, that’s why she says daijoubu instead of ohayo or konnichi wa. She told me that after I went itsumo iu, or you always say that. But I just worry about youuu. I think she think she does. And if you’re generous you can say, okay she does cares, but it has to be added, only in a horrible now that you’re broken  and you’re weak and feeble and I can remind you of it every step of the way. Because that's what's out of her mouth after daijoubu. It's just there. Ah, when my wife was here, I think it was the first Sunday. She was talking to us and actually seemed nice. Nice. So she can talk to people given a couple minutes. It's not much. It's something. Of course she was soon getting on my case for not eating enough (because I'm so skinny now) looking over my feet for the rash on them (I slipped them under the covers). No, I have to dig deeper. I don’t think I want to, I don’t see even her outside these hospital moments of bullying. But since I love judging her so much, it appears, I kind of have to try. I mean because I'm the writer, right, it might be nice to say something more than the obvious.