The phone by my hospital bedside was driving me crazy. Every hour or so it would ring. Because I was recovering from hip surgery, I couldn't reach it. Around midnight, it started ringing again. I noticed the light was on behind one curtain in my four-bed ward. “Excuse me,” I called out. “Are you ambulatory?” “No,” the answer came back. “I'm Mike.”
我的病床旁邊的電話每隔一個來小時就響一次,簡直要把我弄得發(fā)瘋。我做了臀部手術還沒有恢復,因此就夠不到電話機。大約午夜時分,電話鈴聲又響起來了。我看到我們四人病房中隔著布簾有一盞燈亮著。我就喊他:“對不起,你是能走動的嗎?”對方回答說:“不是。我是麥克?!?