“My brother’s an orthopedic surgeon.” I said.
“What’s his name?”
“Aidan Sullivan. He works up in Boston.”
“Boston General?”
“Yes, do you know him?”
“Only by reputation. You’ll be in good hands if he looks after you Kevin. Let me have his number and I’ll fill him in.”
“Well that’s a relief,” said Terri. “Now what else do we have to do?”
Doctor Weiss and Doc Tom filled us in.
An orderly came to help us wheel Kevin down to the parking area. He was still dressed just in the gown and the diaper because we didn’t have anything else for him to wear. He was trying to hide the diaper by pulling on the gown, but it wasn’t working.