I love this man.
He reminds me of someone, but I can't think of who.
Anyways, when I went to the hospital last week, wee hours of the morning, drove myself while having a gallbladder attack from hell, he listened to me, and took me back right away. He was all about me. He called it, from go. "Gallbladder attack. I'm sorry you are in so much pain."
He got me in right away, he told the nurse who'd actually be babysitting me to get the meds quick. LOVE HIM.
When I was all morphined up to the high heavens, I stopped by to tell him thank you for being so awesome. I skipped up to the desk (of course I did!), and he smiled and said "It's so good to see you feeling better. You're not driving, are you??" hehehe. I told him/them no, Michelle was on her way. He said "Good girl. So much better to see you happy. "
Isn't he sweet?
The end.
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