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Musings from Mama

Sunday, December 07, 2008

Messing Around


Sometimes when people do stupid things it is because they have too much time on their hands, but other times, it is because they have so much to do that they are overwhelmed and do stupid things. Such as been the case for me lately at Hospice. So, the other night, it was dark and I was all alone at hospice waiting to go to Grief Group. I went down the darkened hallway to the kitchen and didn't bother to turn on the light in the hall.

At the end of the hall, is a bigger place-undoubtedly has a name-which has a fireplace, 2 chairs and across from them a couch...yes, this is going someplace.

As I glance over, -now realize that this place is not in the best area of town but the door was locked-I saw to my momentary terror, a man lying on the couch in a very uncomfortable-looking position: one arm hanging off the couch, only 1 leg which was twisted and hanging also. Let me tell you, friends, that I almost had myself a heart attack!! Nearly wet myself, I did! Well, of course, it was our medical-test dummy that the nurses had been using for testing purposes.

Several people have since told me (after I blabbed about my fears) how uncomfortable he makes them feel. Sooooooo, Thurs. and Fri. I spent dressing up that dude. Have given him a name too: he is now Hernando. Dang! I should have made him bigger cause you can't see him well enough. He has a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, a red negligee, Christmas balls for earrings, and his broken off leg is crossed-kind of-over his other one. He is eating a sandwich and has a can of cola in his other hand.
I wasn't gonna tell anyone who did it but Lucy-Mae when asked by Mary, our boss (a really good woman, by the way) who did that, she responded, "I can't tell you but Sarah is really creative." So much for friends!!!! Well, let's see if this publishes. We've had issues!!!!

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