Chapter 25

“Works for me.”

Philip left and came back about twenty minutes later with some hot food. I looked at the plate he placed in front of me and said, “This is all healthy shit.”

“You’re in a hospital bed, you don’t need unhealthy shit. Now eat.”

Having had neither breakfast nor lunch, I devoured the food. Then I realized that nature was calling and said, “They took the catheter out while you were downstairs, and I need something to pee in.”

Philip rummaged in the nightstand and produced a urinal, and I said, “Don’t just stand there. All of a sudden my need is immediate and acute.”

He chuckled and pulled the curtains around the bed, saying, “In case anyone comes in.” Then he pulled the sheet down and my hospital gown up before inserting my penis into the urinal. “I don’t hear any water running.”

“Give me a minute. This isn’t as easy as I thought it would be.” Finally the floodgates opened and my bladder emptied itself.