Nearest Kin

Olive's in the hospital. She went in to have some procedure done, nothing serious, I promise.

She checked in last Tuesday afternoon as her surgery is on Wednesday. Tuesday night, we decided to pop in the hospital to give her some moral support. When we got there, she was bored out of her mind, almost climbing up the walls in her room.

Since she do not have an IV line yet, she can pretty much move around. When we decided to have dinner, Olive came along. She told the nurses on duty that she will accompany us to dinner. Uh, I think it should be more of US accompanying HER rather than the other way around.

We finally all trooped back to her hospital room after almost 2 hours of dinner! The nurse came in to tell Olive what she needs to do that night. Then, Olive was asked to sign the consent form. A little more interview and history taking took place. When asked who is her nearest kin, Olive readily pointed to me and gave my name. I protested and said that I'm not the nearest kin, but Jerome is! Being her husband and all.

Olive laughed and defended herself, well, at that moment, I was indeed her nearest kin - physically, for I was just sitting behind her and Jerome was at the foot of the bed!