No joke

Finally!

The plaster is off!

It’s been three months now.

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My arm turned whitish-greenish.

The inside of the cast was rotten.

It’s about half as thick as the other.


Doctor says I’ll go back to work after New Year’s.

Ointment, light bandage: “train it”.

He ducks from my evil eye.


So, he doesn’t turn towards the same stupid giggly nurse with the same stupid, empty joke.

He remembers well and I believe there was a human in him after all.

Somewhere inside, or is it because of Christmas?