This was my space in Guy's 12 x 15 room for ten months. It was small but had its advantages. Everything I needed was within reach and on one was likely to sit on me or target me for a shot. However that almost happened when we were napping together in his bed one day and he woke up before I did. He decided to go for a brief walk in the hall. A new nurse was on the floor that day and came in our room to see only my hair sticking out from the covers and no IV pole. Loud voices woke me up questioning, "who is this in the bed and where is the IV pole?
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