I’m sitting on the most uncomfortable hospital room couch that has ever been made. I will never get to sleep on this. Ya see, my Mother was admitted yesterday because she was very anemic and they needed to pump her up with some good blood. She got one unit yesterday and one today. Mom is a feisty old Gal, 87 years old, and is as sharp as a tack. And she loves it here. She talks to the nurses and knows everything about them. She knows who is married, how many kids they have, if they are foreign she finds out where they are from…it’s pretty funny.
My sister was here all day and night yesterday and I am here today. We both took the elevator up and down several million times and didn’t find one doctor ready to make out with us! Go figure! It happens on TV all the time…Sheesh!
I’m sure Mom will go home tomorrow and that will dash our hopes of finding Dr. McDreamy, or Dr. McSteamy, of Dr. Noah Drake, or Dr. Burke or any one of a ga-jillion handsome Doctors, working in this hospital.
Oh well…I guess all that matters is that she is better. We always could go hang around the Fire House and maybe find some Hotties there!