Nina51
07/27/2006, 06:22 AM
our 3 a.m. conversation...
nudge, nudge
gary: honey? where's the bathroom?
nina: huh??
gary: where's the bathroom? i gotta take a leak.
nina: huh???
gary (urgent): where's the bathroom???
nina: ummm...ummmm
gary: honey!! honey??
nina: the bathroom? which one? we have two.
gary: well ummm, where's the bathroom?
nina (who is wide awake by now): i dunno. there's one right here and there's another one at the other end of the house.
gary: oh. ummm. never mind. i was dreaming and i woke up in a different house and i didn't know where the bathroom was.
nina: ohhhh, okay sweetie. soooo...are you gonna get up?
gary (who is wide awake now too): well, don't you think i SHOULD?
nina: why yes, yes i think you should!
gary: ok, go back to sleep, i'm fine now.
nina: zzzzzzz
:D
i'm reminded of the evening after gary's very first chemo treatment when the poison they injected into his body caused a fever of 104 point-smething, produced this conversation:
gary: are you keeping track of this?
nina: of what hon?
gary: my eyes
nina: what about your eyes??
gary: they blink.
nina: yes hon, they do. so do mine.
gary: you gotta keep track of when i blink. every time.
nina: oooookay. why??
gary: you gotta keep track of every time i blink. the nurses are gonna wanna know.
nina: ooooooooookay.
;)
nudge, nudge
gary: honey? where's the bathroom?
nina: huh??
gary: where's the bathroom? i gotta take a leak.
nina: huh???
gary (urgent): where's the bathroom???
nina: ummm...ummmm
gary: honey!! honey??
nina: the bathroom? which one? we have two.
gary: well ummm, where's the bathroom?
nina (who is wide awake by now): i dunno. there's one right here and there's another one at the other end of the house.
gary: oh. ummm. never mind. i was dreaming and i woke up in a different house and i didn't know where the bathroom was.
nina: ohhhh, okay sweetie. soooo...are you gonna get up?
gary (who is wide awake now too): well, don't you think i SHOULD?
nina: why yes, yes i think you should!
gary: ok, go back to sleep, i'm fine now.
nina: zzzzzzz
:D
i'm reminded of the evening after gary's very first chemo treatment when the poison they injected into his body caused a fever of 104 point-smething, produced this conversation:
gary: are you keeping track of this?
nina: of what hon?
gary: my eyes
nina: what about your eyes??
gary: they blink.
nina: yes hon, they do. so do mine.
gary: you gotta keep track of when i blink. every time.
nina: oooookay. why??
gary: you gotta keep track of every time i blink. the nurses are gonna wanna know.
nina: ooooooooookay.
;)