*** Scene 9: Doctor O'Malley's Office, Monday 5:15 p.m. ***
"You're late," Doctor O'Malley accused when I was escorted into her office by her receptionist late Monday afternoon. I was walking with the help of a cane.
"I've had a crappy day too doc...hell, I still can hardly walk and my sisters want me to pee in a bloody milk bottle. And the last time I had s*x," I grumbled, but with a smile on my lips.
"You can go Sally," the doc instructed her giggling girl, "I'll clean up; just lock the outer door when you leave."
"You sure Doctor O'Malley?" the girl asked but I could see she was relieved she didn't have to wait til I was done.
"Hi beautiful," I said to my lovely, red-headed doctor when Sally had finally left.
"Always trying to be the charmer eh?" she complained but with a smile in
