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b positive magazine Published this article page no  06  If you cant do it yourself, youll have to have a family member or friend do it for you.” “But, nurse,” he explained, “if I could remember who my family and friends are, Id still have my memory.” “Im sorry,” she insisted, “rules are rules.” Just then a cute young wife hurried in, pulling her husband along. He seemed to be in pain and held a small paper bag. “Excuse me,” she told the businessman, and addressed the nurse. “This is an emergency!” “Oh,” the nurse said. “We have to see a doctor right away,” the man added through his apparent agony. “Ill be with you in a minute,” the nurse responded. “I dont have a minute!” the man replied. “We have to see a doctor now!” the wife told her. “Everybody does,” the businessman observed, obviously getting into the swing of things. Then, as if to himself, he lamented, “Oh, I used to have such a great memory! I mean, I could never recite The Iliad or anything like that. But, as least, I could remember my name and address!” “You dont understand, nurse,” the wife pressed on. “Theres not a second to spare!” “Whats seems to be the problem?” the nurse asked. “We had an argument,” the man sighed, and nearly fainted. “I love him,” the wife said. “You have to believe I love him. And Im sorry. But–“ “– What?” asked the nurse. The man pointed to the bag, and said, “She cut off my navel.” “Your navel?” the nurse inquired, and turned to the wife. “Why that part?” “She said, I wish you were never born,” the husband told her. “Then she whacked it off.” “Oh, sweetheart, Im sorry,” his wife said, consoling him with a pat or two. “I need somebody to sew it back on before its too late,” the man said. The nurse gave his wife a clipboard with a form on it. “Fill out this paper and have a seat.” “We dont have time for that!” she screeched. “My navel is dying, dying with every passing moment!” the man wailed. “And how would you like to be married to a man without a navel?” the wife begged to know. “A doctor will be with you shortly,” the nurse replied. “Come on, darling. Ill fill it out,” the wife said, leading her husband by his free hand. They took a seat, and, dutiful wife that she was, she began to fill in the information. The businessman observed them with an increasingly crazed expression, and told himself, “Ive got to remember something, anything, even if its just something general. Plato said something b positive magazine subscription buy.

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