This is based on the insane spunkiness I’ve encountered in some nurses. It feels like their will alone is almost enough to get you better.
if I ever hit someone with a car, I hope they are just as entertaining when I visit them in the hospital.
I do love how we humans, in bed, unconscious for a long period, in a cast, barely able to walk, and we can focus on things like “I am so embarassed, I stood somebody up.”
When you’re stood up, it’s so hard to open up the door, because then you’re sort of cornered into forgiving because they have some “valid” exucse. Because you know that most of the time it is actually a BS excuse.
I think when writing this I was vageuly becoming aware that there is some huge hidden rulebook in the ether that I had never been shown.