Chicken George

Sorry to leave you hanging, I've not felt on top form since I left the hospital... But I must tell you about Chicken George. The morning after the night I spent in the hospital, there were several oldish men hiking up and down my corridor on their crutches. The nurses kept leaving my door open when they popped in to give me medication etc and so I was just finishing my breakfast when one of said men hailed me with a cheery 'good morning!' As he followed up with 'glad to see you are awake this morning, you were very sleepy yesterday, I was getting a bit worried about you' he hobbled straight into my room and up to my bed to continue the conversation... Just exactly how many times he had looked at me the day before I have no idea!! Ten mins later, he was still in full flow, but I suggested I might need to get up so that I could prove I was ready for going home at which point he introduced himself just before he left 'by the way I'm George! Chicken George they call me... I used to work in the chicken industry' ... I felt like introducing myself as Emma was a bit boring really... But it was all I'd got to give! 😂 I have to admit, he made me laugh, and gave me the urge to get up and go home all at the same time!

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