Ben to the Rescue

12 years ago when I had my hysterectomy and I was at St. Pete's- I called Ben at 2:00 in the morning. I was sobbing so hard I could barely talk. A mean night nurse had roughed me up and hurt me real bad giving me a shot. When I could finally get the words out to Ben, he said, "Hold on. I'll be right there." Soon I heard my husband's distinct thunk thunk thunk down the hallway, and I could hear him bellow, "Okay, which one of you nurses hurt my wife?" I'll tell you what. That nurse never set foot in my room again. Who-ah.
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