...A GOOD NURSE

Morning couldn't come around fast enough.

After my disturbing dream I was overjoyed to see the dawning of a new day, giving me a chance to push my dream memories to the back of my mind.

Outside was beautiful, fresh and mild .... clear blue skies presided over a crisp Spring morning.

I luxuriated in a hot, hot shower ... soaping myself clean, washing away the images of severed heads and vacant eyesockets ...

By nine o clock I was waiting for Tomas to say his thank yous and goodbyes to the fabulous medical team who had worked so hard to restore his health.

My limo was waiting outside the drab, concrete slab that constituted the hospital and I couldn't wait to help Tomas into the back and see the depressing place disappear into the scenery as we pulled away.

'Jesus, it makes you feel ill just looking at it, how on earth do they expect people to work, let alone get better in there!' Tomas smiled at me as I spoke.

'Now are you sure you are OK to come out ... you do feel up to it?'

'Darling, I was more than happy to come out years ago ... and as for being 'up to it' well you know me!' He chuckled as he finished.

'I just want the best for you', I replied, 'there are some great private hospitals in London, just say the word and I'll check you into whichever you want.'

'The NHS is more than adequate for me', he looked serious, 'being Russian I appreciate a bit of state sponsored health care. However, I do have one complaint ...'

'What's that', I inwardly cursed, I knew he should have gone private.

'The nurses', he cried, 'young, gorgeous, lovely but FEMALE!'a look of mock horror on his face.

'Where are all the young Florian Nightingales when you need them, I was really hoping for one or two of them to be on hand to change my sheets and administer some thorough nocturnal bed baths!'

I gave him a playful slap on his thigh.

'If that's all it takes to get you back to fighting strength then leave it to me' I replied.

'I'm feeling better already' Tomas said and settled back into the leather seat as the limo purred it's way through the London streets, taking us home.