Billie Bob Taylor
Benedito, the little snitch, first went to go ask Doctor Otto if I would be allowed to have food outside of the hospital. Luckily for him Doctor Otto said yes as long as it was healthy and non-greasy. That was how I ended up with a salad that had beef strips and a healthy green juice that tasted like dirt, but I preferred dirt over anything else.
It took everyone a few hours to let me rest and by the time Benedito and I were left alone it was 9pm. We had not gotten a chance to speak properly since I had woken up and I had no idea why I was so nervous. He first helped me bathe before he helped me onto the bed.
I could walk by myself but it was still getting a little bit of two stepping for me to be perfect again.
