“Hi, Sally,” Ryan greeted the nurse at the station on the ninth floor the next morning. “I’m here to see Mr. Thompson in 346. Any new notes in his file today that I should be aware of?”
“Good morning, Ry. Let’s see.” Sally pulled the chart from the rack. “Vitals were good all night…Oh, yeah, here’s something you’d want to know. Seems he started saying ‘yes’, ‘no’ and ‘but.’ That’s good isn’t it?”
“Yes it is. Thanks.”
Ryan proceeded down the corridor to the patient’s room. When he came through the door, Mr. Thompson was sitting with the bed in an upright position, watching the TV mounted on the wall. When he saw Ryan, he brightened and broke into a broad smile.
“Yes, yes,” he said and waved Ryan in.
Coming into the room, Ryan looked at the man sitting in bed. His eyes were bright. He
