The day can be pretty 9-5 with patient movements. “Need anything?” Daisy asked.“Not right now” I replied, my eyes darting meaningfully to the...other nurse. Daisy took my meaning and the nurses left. Half an hour later Daisy came back to my room. “Right!” She said quietly, but not as our thus so far hushed level. “It's just you and me.”“What about the others?”“oh I convinced them I didn't need help with you and they went to the staff lounge. Probably asleep by now.”Daisy scooted up the bed, her. “Well show me and let me be the judge of that.” He walked over to the coffee table and picked up the remote, turning on the television. He already had his laptop, which was sitting on the end table next to the couch, hooked up to it so he picked up the joint and relit it, taking a big hit himself before handing it back to me. Carrying my glass back to the kitchen, he refilled it and brought it back, sitting it down and taking a seat beside me. I took another toke and handed the joint back to. Knowing that the pain would ease now that it was immobilized, I told her father, ‘Now we just need to let her rest and watch that she doesn’t damage the cast while it dries.’ ‘She will need to be watched, and she’ll need more medicine.’ I showed Grandma, as Spotted Owl and another woman watched and listened carefully, how to check the circulation in the injured arm, and what to look for at the scrape if the infection started to spread. I left several amoxicillin tablets and some ibuprofens and. Unko dabane per dood ki barsat ho rahi thi. Mene us ke boobs muhe me le kar chouse ne laga chouse ne per dood jayada sara mere mouh me ane laga nipple mouh se nikal kar mane pocha tumhara beta woboi so raha bada beta full day bording me dala hua hai. Us ki saved chut per jab me pohucha to waha smell thi mane us se sabun se done ko kaha wo do ke aye tab thak mane apne sara kapde utar diya the.Mera 7” lamb 6” mota lund dekh ke haran ho gai boli mere pati ka to is se chota hai tumhara itna mota.