The Hour of Bad Decisions

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Genres: Fiction
Sure, I probably should have known something sooner than that, but it’s been busy so I haven’t gone over as much as I could have.
The nurse who called said he’d appeared in the emergency room in a wheelchair, with socks on his feet but no shoes, that he appeared to have had a stroke, that he couldn’t have come in by himself.
And I went down right away, I did, and you have to wonder what the government’s doing with our taxes, because the place was filthy and crowded with people. My father was tucked into a corner of the emergency room like he was a piece of the furniture, covered with a ratty grey hospital blanket, his feet sticking out from under the edge, brown socks, one big toe poking through, tipped with a long, yellowed toenail.
I couldn’t help but think that he would have been ashamed to have been seen like that – he used to put a tie on for a doctor’s appointment, for God’s sake, and wear his favourite brogues, expensive and brown and carefully tended – but the man in the wheel
...chair wasn’t really like my father at all.MoreLess
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