Mullberry Whine

poured out before bed


…what Mr. Jones sees…

There is a slight tremor to the hands she has bent to knitting while gazing primly at her husband.  She knits and pearls quietly, fluidly, her posture impeccable, as I complete Mr. Jones’ discharge exam and answer his questions.  She listens attentively, never missing a stitch as I describe his new medications and how they should be taken, takes note as I write out how to assemble his weekly pill box and place his medications for the next month in the boxes pharmacy has provided.  She nods demurely as I list the scheduled follow up appointments and referrals, place a printed list on the table next to her.

“It’s also really important that you walk as much as you can between PT appointments.  Every step you take you get a little stronger,” I smile encouragingly at Mr. Jones, who takes my hand and shrugs.  “And your lovely wife will help to keep you moving, I’m sure.”

Mrs. Jones clears her throat, adjusting the high necked collar about it, sets her knitting aside and stands to gather her husband’s things.  She pats her ivory permanent and looks at me sweetly.

“Oh, I’ll keep him motivated.  I’ll just get naked in the dining room and invite him to chase after me.  That always works,” she says, her tone a fantastic matter-of-fact.

“Come along sweetheart,” she helps Mr. Jones to his feet.  “We’ve got work to do.”

He pecks her on the cheek as he transfers to the wheelchair and winks at me as the orderly wheels him from the room.  The slight droop to his left face is unable to hold back a broadly cheeky grin.

Keep it clean, keep it respectful, or keep away.

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The views expressed on "Mullberry Whine" are NOT intended to diagnose or treat disease.
The med-ed related stories described here are based on real events. Details have been changed in accordance with HIPAA de-identification guidelines to protect confidentiality.
Mullberry Whine can be enjoyed daily; there is no unsafe quantity. Real wine, though, should be enjoyed in moderation. At-Risk Drinking for males under 65 is defined as >14 alcoholic beverages per week or >4/day, with >7 drinks a week or >3/day being the cut-off for females under 65 and for anyone, male or female, who has graced this planet for 65 years for more. Drink Mullberry Whine like there are no consequences. But drink alcohol responsibly. Your friends, your family, your health-care provider, and your liver - heck, ALL of the organs in your body - will thank you.
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