When I asked her how I was doing, she... When I asked her how I was doing, she smiled
noncommittally and said, "You pass Then she drew
bloodAfter that I retired to the bathroom with a
plastic cup, sending Kamen bitter vibes as I
unzipped my flyA one-armed man can provide a
urine sample, but the potential for accidents is
greatly magnified
When I returned to the exam room, the nurse was
goneShe had left a folder with my name on it
Beside the folder was a red penMy stump gave a
twingeWithout thinking about what I was doing, I
took the pen and put it in my pants pocketThere
was a blue Bic clipped to my shirt pocketI took
it out and put it where the red pen had been lying
And what are you going to say when
chanel purse white she comes back?
I asked myselfThat the Pen Fairy came in and
decided to make a swap?
Before I could answer that question - or consider
why I had stolen the red pen to begin with - Gene
Hadlock came in and offered his handwhich in my case was the right oneI
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found I liked him quite a lot better when he was
divorced from Principe, the goateed neurologist
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
cartier santos demoiselle 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 faint
pressureNo, don't look down, just keep looking
straight aheadDo you feel my hand?"
"Uh-huhWhy
would there be? The arm that was no longer there
had wanted the pen, and the pen was in my pocket,
so now the arm was asleep again
"And how about this, Edgar?
dior replica handbags May I call you Edgar?"
"Anything but late to dinnerOne hand was still on my shoulder, but
the other was at his sideNowhere near the stump
"Not at all, phantom sensations in the stump of a
limb are normalI'm just surprised at the rate of
healingI squeezed pretty
darn hard to begin with He
cupped the stump again and pushed upward"Does
that give pain?"
It did - a dull, low sparkle, vaguely hot
"If it didn't I'd be worried"Look at
the eye-chart again, all right?"
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I did as he asked, and decided that all-important
seventh line was AGOCSEOWhich made more sense
because it made no sense
"How many fingers am I touching you with, Edgar?"
"Don't know It didn't feel like
louis vuitton bag sale he was touching
me at all
"Now?"
"Don't know He was almost up to my collarboneAnd I
had an idea - crazy but very strong - that I would
have been able to feel his fingers everywhere on
the stump if I'd been in one of my painting
frenziesIn fact, I would have been able to feel
his fingers in the air below the stumpAnd I
think he would have been able to feel mewhich
would no doubt have caused the good doctor to run
screaming from the room
He went on - first to my leg, then my headHe
listened to my heart, looked into my eyes, and did
a bunch of other doctorly thingsWhen he'd
exhausted most of the possibilities, he told me to
get dressed and meet him at the end of the
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