Page 13 of Grumpy Sunshine

I hated talking to him any day, but we weren’t going to make this happen without strength.

“Hey, Dr.Marsh.”I stopped in front of him.“Do you mind helping us transfer a patient onto a new bed sheet?”

Dr.Marsh rolled his eyes.“What do I get for helping you?”

Me not telling your wife that you keep hitting on me…

“A high five?”I asked.

“I’ll take a high five,” a male orderly that I loved called out.

I smiled at DiAngelo and said, “I’ll take it!”

“I’ll go get help,” DiAngelo replied when he peeked into the room I’d just come out of.

I smiled at him thankfully and headed back into the room, busying myself with putting on gloves—because there was no way I was willing to touch feces—and cleaning up the room.

How a single individual that was unable to get out of bed made such a big mess, I didn’t know.

There were food wrappers on the floor, a spill from what looked to be a soda bottle on the opposite side of the bed from the door, and a bag of clothes that looked like they’d exploded everywhere.

I gathered all of the clothes up and placed them onto the guest chair in the corner of the room.

Just when I was standing up, the temperature of the room changed.

I looked over my shoulder to see Chevy enter the room.

He took one look at the situation in front of us and rolled his eyes.

I hid a smile and said, “Okay, our backup has arrived.”

“This is ridiculous.I requested only females to help me,” the patient cried out.“What if they see some of my private parts?”

“I promise, we won’t look,” DiAngelo tried to reassure the patient, but she was having none of it.

“I am a child of God,” the woman replied.“My body is a temple.I cannot, and will not, allow a male to be in the room with me when I’m this vulnerable.”

Dru was about to reassure her again that the men wouldn’t look, but Chevy lost his patience.

“Ma’am,” Chevy grumbled.“None of us want to be in here doing this.You can either stand up and move off the bed and allow only the women to help you, or you can allow us to help.It’s one of those two options.Your weight is extreme, and the two ladies in front of you would hurt themselves trying to help.”

“I do not have extreme weight!”

Chevy opened his mouth to reply, but Dru was there, soothing her ire.

“He’s going to leave now.”She gave Chevy a pointed look.

Chevy shrugged and said, “Don’t call me when she falls on you.”

Dru gritted her teeth, but I had to clamp down on my laughter.

Jesus, he was so mean sometimes.And so blunt.

He was a no-nonsense kind of guy, and I liked that about him.

He called it like he saw it, and sometimes that came off as insensitive.

Okay, a lot of times.

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