Nurse Rose has been making sure I'm ok, and likes to play wheat bag on me while on the couch in front of the fire. I'm not a cat person - they eat birds and I'm a bird person - but this one is very hard to dislike. I've tried.
I'm learning valuable lessons from Nixie's cat - with the feline apparently needing to sleep about 16 hours a day, they're good ones to watch when you're not up to normal speed. In this time of convalescence, Rose was good enough to show me - and share with me - her best spots to curl up in as the sun moved through the morning.
As a nurse, well, Rose is not too quick with a glass of water or pain killers, but then she doesn't want to take my blood pressure every half hour either, nor is she injecting anticoagulants into my stomach, making a pin cushion out of forearms and backs of hands - and isn't asking me at 3am in a near northern neighbour accent "Ha yoo ohpun yo bow toodee?".
i'll take your word that nixie's cat selection skills are on par with her A-grade philosophicals.. in fact, i'd prolly find the warm and fuzzy worth of cats if i were in your bandages... but while i'm not, i'll carry on the torch of indifference for both of us...
ReplyDeleteGood on you jim. Sending good vibes for the appointment and results today. Love, Cam and fam.
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