Nurse Betty stood at the end of my bed..my nerves jangled to the staccato tap tap tap sound of her arterial forceps on the plastic observation record chart which she held in her fingers, i noticed strangely blood red painted and carefully manicured nails of which each one came to a sharpened point.....suddenly she grabbed out and took hold of the counterpane and whipped it back ...the cold air met my skin like a blast of arctic air....Nurse Betty moved swiftly without a sound around the bed towards me..as she bent her face towards me, i detected a sweet and sour tang on her hot breath as she spoke into my ear .........
Sadly I never got to find out what it was she said because I woke up.
I'm feeling much better today...my sinus's have stopped hurting and I'm left with a dull aching body.Never the less, I have been able to work and as you can see, I've progressed fairly well. I wonder if i should start advertising my services as a portrait artist?...
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
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3 comments:
A big yes about advertising your services as a portrait artist.
Such beautiful paintings! Especially the trains.
I can't see why not!!
Glad you're feeling better.
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