A Cup of Magic

I carefully untied the knot at the back of Mr. Arnold ’s1 hospital pajamas, boggy after another night of sweating. I took the saturated gown off his back, dropping like a lead vest around his waist. “I heated up the towel in the microwave this time,” I said, carefully unraveling the steamy tendrils of terrycloth. “Thanks,” he replied, barely a whisper. I slowly pulled the warm towel down his back to help clean him up before he changed out of his pajamas, “That’s nice,” I think he muttered, buried in a sigh.
Source: Patient Education and Counseling - Category: International Medicine & Public Health Authors: Tags: Discussion Source Type: research