My MIL came to visit me in the hospital while I was rehabbing after shoulder surgery. She and I clicked pretty well, we are both foodies and liked to talk about restaurants, cooking, wines, etc. she taught me a lot. She brought me a nice lunch from a good restaurant, a great break from hospital food. While she was there the rehab people came in, they were going to get me out of traction and I'd be able to get out of bed for the first time since surgery.
She asked if I wanted her to leave, the med tech said this was going to be quite painful, but I thought it was a good distraction, she came over to hold my left hand while they lowered my right arm. They gave me a shot to help, but it was excruciating, by the time they lowered it fully, I was blind with pain. Since I was free of my binds and the IV was out, the first thing I wanted to do was get up out of bed. The techs tried to stop me but once I got my legs over, I was getting up. I didn't care that I only had a short hospital gown over my chest, my MIL got the full monty, because she was on that side. Of course they get me back in bed before I fell and got hurt.
I imagine nothing gives you "shrinkage" more than pain, so I doubt MIL was impressed. But the incident was perpetuated and enhanced over the years.
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