The other morning before my mother was released from the
rehab center, I got there early to help her pack her stuff.
Next to Mom lies Helen, the poor woman suffering from a
dislodged brain and bleeding in her skull from a fall down 7 steps, smacking
her head on a brick floor! She is suffering from headaches and can’t sleep well.
In this early morning the nurse enters the room and
addresses Helen.
A nightmare |
“Good morning sunshine!”
“Good morning nurse.”
“Did you sleep well last night?”
“Nah I had a terrible dream!”
“Oh! That’s too bad!”
“Yes, it was awful!”
“What was the dream about?”
“I dreamt that my husband and Elvis Presley were fighting
over me!”
“Oh! Sounds like a good dream to me! What was so terrible
about it?”
“My husband was winning.”
True story!
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