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So it occurs to me that my home nurse is p. much Leonard Bones.
Nurse: Where the hell is your other sock? Pardon my French. But where the hell is your other sock?
Me: Er, not on my foot. I mean I was wearing it earlier but I just got out of bed for a nap and it was hot.
Nurse: So where's your sock? You know you're diabetic, right? That you almost lost you right foot? You trying to go for the left one, now? You need to wear at least a slipper-sock even in the house. Something with a hard sole is better.
Me: Okay, okay. I'll put socks on.
Nurse: I'll take it. It's better than nothing. Jesus, I'm still trying to figure out a way to get my diabetic patients to wear shoes in the shower.
Nurse: Where the hell is your other sock? Pardon my French. But where the hell is your other sock?
Me: Er, not on my foot. I mean I was wearing it earlier but I just got out of bed for a nap and it was hot.
Nurse: So where's your sock? You know you're diabetic, right? That you almost lost you right foot? You trying to go for the left one, now? You need to wear at least a slipper-sock even in the house. Something with a hard sole is better.
Me: Okay, okay. I'll put socks on.
Nurse: I'll take it. It's better than nothing. Jesus, I'm still trying to figure out a way to get my diabetic patients to wear shoes in the shower.
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Date: 2012-06-22 12:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
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