Chapter 4

Few things in life truly embarrass me.  Throwing up on the floor of a hospital room and having a cute nurse come to clean it up, is probably quite high on that short list.  If I wasn’t completely drained I would have pulled the blankets over my head until she was done, but I chose to stare at the ceiling instead.  She made quick work of it, as it was obviously a task that someone in her profession would have to do regularly.  She then exited without a word, which made me feel a bit better.  I had managed to avoid both my hospital gown and the bed in my launching of the regurgitated pea soup, and it was only a quick dab of my mouth with a wet wipe before I was back to my normal self.  The faint aroma of peas and stomach...

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