"Years ago in LA, an old woman walked into the ER.
Doctor gave me orders to start an IV.
As I was looking for a vein to start it,
I couldn't help but notice some numbers tatooed on her forearm.
'Why would an old lady have numbers tatooed on her arm?'
For a moment I stopped, realizing who she was, what she was--
what those numbers were, what they meant.
'It's ok honey', she said, 'It was a long time ago. I'm fine now'."
story by my lab professor
Wow, I can't imagine!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh. Chilling.
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