Sunday, July 15, 2018

Overheard on Ward 74

Old Buster: "I need some batteries for my hearing aids."
Mom: "What's that, dear?"
OB: "Batteries for my hearing aids."
Mom: "I can't hear you. I think the batteries on my hearing aids are weak."
OB: "You have batteries for the hearing aids?"
Mom: "Are you wearing your hearing aids?"
OB: "I need batteries for my hearing aids!!"
Mom: "Yes, I have them."
OB: "Well then give them to me!"
Mom: "But then I won't be able to hear you."
OB: "Not yours, I want mine!"
Mom: "Well, I don't have yours."
OB: "Bring me some tomorrow when you visit."
Mom: "What are we talking about now?"
OB: "I WANT HEARING AIDS FOR MY BATTERIES!!!!"
Mom: "You're acting a little peculiar, dear."
OB: "Well at least . . . is this Regina?"
Mom: "I BEG YOUR PARDON."

I imagine this all went on a little longer, but at this point I admit that I went down to the hospital cafeteria to see if they have any of those excellent cans of gin and tonic. 

(They don't.)