Chapter 6

I called James and talked with him about my heart attack and assured him that I was now fine, and they didn’t need to come down here. I was well cared for right now. After calling James I called Sally in California on my cell, as the time difference would put her about lunch time. We talked and I explained to her what I had told James about my heart attack and no she would not have to come down to take care of me. I was fine and well taken care of. I told her I would call tomorrow to assure her I was alright. Sally is a nurse and she fusses after me. I told her I would call when Nancy the nurse came to see me tomorrow and she could talk to her then to verify that I was alright.

I had a nurse, Nancy Summers, which I flirted with at the hospital who said she would come by after her shift each day to check on me for a couple weeks. She missed yesterday but should be here about 4:30 today so I better get cleaned up and ready for her visit. Also, Steve will be here in a few minutes to see me before he leaves for work. I think they will be surprised by my condition today. It seems that a huge weight has been lifted from my shoulders now.

About fifteen minutes later the doorbell rings and Steve comes in to check on me. He sees me up and walking toward the door and is surprised by my spryness as he thought I would still be in my chair like usual. I told him I was having a good day and felt fine. I hugged him and told him I really appreciated all his help and thanked him for saving my life. He was very embarrassed and mumbled “it was nothing, we’re good friends and that is what friends do, is care for each other.” He left saying he would see me tomorrow but that in two weeks he had a shift change from swings to nights so would probably not be over on Wednesday that week as he didn’t want to wake me when he left for work at 11:00pm and would be asleep before I would be up. I told him one day would not be a problem as I was feeling better each day and was trying to walk in the mornings, up to the corner and back.

An hour later Nancy rang the bell and I got up to answer the door. I had actually showered, shaved and changed clothes so I at least looked clean. She noticed the change immediately and commented on it. I answered, “I have to look nice for my beautiful lady callers or they may not come back to see me again.”

She blushed and giggled some. “Are you trying to start something you can’t finish, or are you just bragging?”

“No Nancy, I think I feel good enough that I could finish what I started with you.”

“Now you go on and sit down, and I will decide if you are well enough to start anything unsavory. Go on sit, so I can look you over.”

I sat in my recliner and let her prod and poke me over, take my blood pressure and listen to my heart. As she leaned over the chair to listen to my heart and lungs, I noticed the top two buttons of her uniform were undone and I was treated to a good expanse of breast cleavage encased in a lacy bra. I asked her if she was trying to make my blood pressure go way up, and she just said, “Maybe.”