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“Please,” Arden opened a drawer and pulled out a folded paper gown and held it out to me. “Strip your clothes off and put this on. I won’t say it’s more comfortable, so I’ll pass on the ‘slip into something more comfortable’ jokes.” He gave me a wan grin. <br> | “Please,” Arden opened a drawer and pulled out a folded paper gown and held it out to me. “Strip your clothes off and put this on. I won’t say it’s more comfortable, so I’ll pass on the ‘slip into something more comfortable’ jokes.” He gave me a wan grin. <br> | ||
“Thanks,” I said and took the flimsy paper gown from him. When he left the room, I did as ordered and gritting my teeth, I called him back in. True to his word, Mike stood just outside. I caught his expression and gave him a minute shake of my head. He nodded and closed the door. <br> | “Thanks,” I said and took the flimsy paper gown from him. When he left the room, I did as ordered and gritting my teeth, I called him back in. True to his word, Mike stood just outside. I caught his expression and gave him a minute shake of my head. He nodded and closed the door. <br> | ||
− | “We should make this quick,” I said to Arden. “I don’t think you’re up to doing much more of this. | + | “We should make this quick,” I said to Arden. “I don’t think you’re up to doing much more of this.<br> |
“No different than doing ER duty after thirty-six hours of surgery.” Arden shook his head with a mild smile. “Been there, done that, got that t-shirt.” He picked up his medcomp from the counter and turning back around, spoke to the screen. “So, have you felt anything unusual lately? I mean, other than the headaches, the nausea, the vertigo, and the feeling like you couldn’t fight your way out of a wet paper bag?”<br> | “No different than doing ER duty after thirty-six hours of surgery.” Arden shook his head with a mild smile. “Been there, done that, got that t-shirt.” He picked up his medcomp from the counter and turning back around, spoke to the screen. “So, have you felt anything unusual lately? I mean, other than the headaches, the nausea, the vertigo, and the feeling like you couldn’t fight your way out of a wet paper bag?”<br> | ||
I stared at him, appalled. <br> | I stared at him, appalled. <br> |