The other day, Wow!
I had to be taken to the Hospital emergency room where I was almost a goner. That's right, my folks could be wearing black clothing around today. God gave me an ultimatum. Now, to the point.I was not presentable at all. Not shaven, House clothing, raggedly slippers, awakended on the 5th floor with an beeping IV pole with 4 tubes in my arms. A heart monitor with 5 wires stuck to me. And you know those hospital pajamas allways got your backside exposed. I was opposite of presentable to anyone, especiallly women.
The nurses, techs, and some of the younger doctors. GoodGogammooga. Beautiful women everywhere! Do they make cars with 8 speeds? You know what gear I was in. I made the best of that hygeine kit and went to work. I had praises, jokes, recipes, eye contacts, and every thing the sun didn't shine through the windows. My heart was beating, and many saw my arousel. My glasses was broken on one side. I ain't miss nothing. Even housekeeping girls with shit/blood carts and food tray girls looked good. So many dialects, some I didn't know what the f they were saying. Jeeezzzzz.
That wasn't my primary provider, so I was transfered to my appropriate hospital. I haven't been there in over 3 years, Wow, the women there too. What I'm saying is face to face meeting is still very real. I can say this much shit 10 different ways to 12 different women in the same time that it took me to type this. And I'm not stuck with 2 at best blurry fhotos.
I'll do better getting sick again than using this website or any other. Any other experiences?
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