| He was about sixty, a little on the pudgy... 421 |
[Feb. 4th, 2010|03:16 am] |
He was about sixty, a little on the pudgy side,
with a white mustache of the toothbrush variety
and a pleasant examining-table mannerHe had me
strip down to my shorts and examined my right leg
and side at some lengthHe prodded me in several
places, enquiring about the level of painHe
asked me what I was taking for painkillers and
seemed surprised when I told him I was getting by
on aspirin
"I'm going to examine your stump," he said"That
all right?"
"Yes
I sat with my left hand resting on my bare left
thigh, looking at the eye-chart as he grasped my
shoulder with one hand and cupped my stump in the
otherThe seventh line on the chart looked like
AGODSEDA god said what? I wondered
From somewhere, very distant, I felt |
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