The Adventures of Miss Gloria Cupidon #21

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The Adventures of Miss Gloria Cupidon #21

“Gloria,” the doctor said as she walked into the hospital room, “the catheter is being removed today. The procedure was successful, and the infected fluid was drained. The abscess has now cleared up, and the diverticulitis flare-up is under control. You’ll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow.”

“That’s great news to hear, Doctor Smilee.”

“Yes, the nurses will be taking you to the OR in a few minutes.”

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The Next Morning

“Hello, Mrs. Cupidon?”

“It’s Miss Cupidon! Do you see a wedding ring on me?” Gloria said with her eyes practically bulging out of her head.

“I do not,” said the young, muscle-bound discharge nurse. “I have your discharge papers. I need you to sign them, and then you can get ready to go.”

“Well, bring those papers over here, you hot hunk o’ stuff.”

The nurse was a bit surprised by Gloria’s aggressiveness, but he went along with it. “Okay, sweet cheeks,” he said as he walked toward her bed with a clipboard holding the paperwork.

“Come a little closer, young man,” Gloria motioned with her hand. “I don’t bite—anyway, not too hard.”

The nurse just laughed as he stepped in closer to Gloria’s bed. She reached her arm up and swatted him on the behind, and he stood up straight with an expression of surprise on his face.

“Now, now, Miss Cupidon, I’m a nice Christian man.”

“And I’m a nice Christian girl. That makes us evenly yoked.”

“Okay, Miss Cupidon, we’ve had our fun. Let’s get down to business here,” he said, passing the clipboard to Gloria.

“Where do you want to do our business? Here on my bed, or the operating table in the OR?”

The nurse just smiled and chuckled. “I’m just going to take that as a compliment. Now sign at the bottom of the page.”

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Back Home

“It’s so nice to have you back home again, Gloria. I was so worried about you.”

“Thank you, Debbie. That diverticulitis took a lot out of me.”

“You’re on the mend now.”

“I am, but I have to be on this low-fiber diet for at least a month.”

“I’m here to help you, Gloria.”

“You’re a good one, Debbie. How are things going with you?”

“I am so glad that I got away from that pooper. What a jerk.”

“Yes, his true colors did show through.”

“Well, I met a new man.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, Rocco the clown.”

Gloria laughs. “You’ve gone from one clown to another. Where did he graduate from? Clown U?”

“Gloria, Rex is a nice and considerate gentleman. He’s very successful. Between standard television and streaming, he gets up to 10 million viewers per week.”

“What, did he bring you a dozen squirting flowers? I bet he looks cool wearing his giant plastic sunglasses.”

“Oh, Gloria,” Debbie chuckles, “quit it. He’s a nice man, and he’s pretty good-looking when he takes his makeup off.”

“Just don’t let him take that squeaky horn of his into the bedroom.”

“I’ll make a note of that, Gloria. Let’s go whoop up some dinner for you.”

“Oh yippee! White toast and a plain, boneless, skinless chicken breast. I’d rather eat a rubber chicken.”

Debbie laughs. “Maybe Rocco has an extra one for you.”

“Hey now, Debbie, that was my line. Don’t you go stealing jokes from me.”

“I just couldn’t help it, Gloria. That one was too good to pass up.”

“And you delivered it like a real pro. Now where’s my rubber chicken and sparkling seltzer bottle? I’m ready for dinner!”

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With Much Love, RHC ❤️