Stress Test
"Where are you
heading Carol?”
“Didn’t Roger tell
you? Dr. Wallace died, they’re burying him today.”
“Dr. Wallace who you work
for?”
“No, his father was a veterinarian
too.”
“How’d he die?”
“Some kind of cardiac
failure, but he was at the hospital anyway, so there was nothing they could
do.”
“He was at the hospital because
of his heart?”
“Well, you could say
that. He went there to get a stress test done and in the middle of the
test, boom, he had this heart attack. He couldn’t have gotten better care
though, I mean he was right there at the hospital. Obviously nothing could have been done.”
“Maybe not give him a
stress test!”
“Yeah, Kinda’ funny
how it worked out but when it happens, it happens. Ok boys have good time
while I’m gone. Mickey, if I don’t see you before then, good luck with
your surgery. By the way, where are you getting that done?”
“Chapel Hill Regional.”
“Oh, that’s a real good
hospital! That’s where Dr. Wallace went. Ok, bye!”
Martha leaves.
Roger looks at me and
laughs. “I told her I’m not taking any stress tests! I’d just as soon die here drinking a beer than
running on some machine.” Roger stands, “Can I get you another
cold one?”
©2014 by L. M. Baumer
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