An Exclusive Gown
The Grown Son had his third and (hopefully) final shoulder surgery.
The procedure itself went well.
But we did have some scheduling snafus.
And a check-in snafu.
And a check-out snafu.
As well as a pharmacy snafu.
So it wasn’t really a surprise to get home and find that he was still wearing the hospital gown under his clothes.
I laughed and laughed and laughed.
We now own the Most Expensive Garment ever.
You think Vuitton or Armani or Prada are exclusive?
Pffft.
This Hospital Gown cost more.
I’m sure of it.
The next time we’re invited to a black-tie event, I know just what I’ll wear.
I can brag sanctimoniously about how much I spent on it.
And hey, I’ve got the perfect shoes to wear with it.
Hospital socks!
I’ll be the talk of the town.
Liz Brenner
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Even you.
Especially you.
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