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| Leonardo Di Vinci's "Mona Lisa" |
Some pictures just feel like they are looking at you no matter where in the room you stand... think the Mona Lisa, it’s not that she smiles, it is that her eyes bore into your soul and you feel as though she is smirking at the very fibre of your being as she knows all that has been before you and all that is coming!
So it is with a feeling of trepidation that I walk into the hospital for day 5 of waiting. As you may know last week Master Z “staked” his motorbike in a Man & Machine vs. Roo escapade.
Update time, after four days of waiting in Dubbo Base Hospital (two of which Master Z had to fast!) we were informed that Master Z needs to be transferred to Sydney to see a specialist. We are now at Royal North Shore Hospital, day two, still no sign of surgery and today he is allowed to eat, hopefully surgery tomorrow – Sydney means that instead of creepy motel rooms I am bunking with the epic Miss T.H, so after three months I finally get some one on one girlie girl time, which of course makes me feel guilty as I get to hang with my girl whilst master Z tries to sleep in a room full of strangers (thank goodness for Endone)!
I think we are both going a lil crazy with the boredom... since the first time the nurse came in to get Master Z “prepped for Theatre” and handed him a “Gown” I have not stopped picturing my extremely manly man wearing a glam dress and mad bling steping into a Limo on 7 inch heels, on the way to watch a musical at the Theatre! which lead to images of monkeys in tuxedo's serving peanuts and cigars... Crazy coping mechanism much! ...Maybe straight Crazy lol.
Does anyone have any hospital stories to entertain me? (true or crazy boredom fuelled fiction)
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