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Show 291 The Nurse in White I am being shaken awake by a firm hand on my shoulder and I do not understand why anyone would do that with the startle problem but before I can ask the question, my body responds to the mde jerking and shoving by jolting into massive spasms even before I am completely awake. I am arching backwards. I was home only a short while before any positive effects ofthe IVIGg wore off and the stiffness became unbearable. I am back. From the comer of my eye I see a new nurse, an older nurse, who is simply standing there watching the arching. She is wearing a rare white nurse's uniform. A dress. I have only seen one other nurse in this hospital wear white, perhaps a small protest ofthe relaxed changes that have come to the profession with the younger generation. She is turning her back on me and on the spasms and I am confused. I have not been able to come out of massive spasms by myself for some time now. She should be starting the Versed, ruining any memory of this morning. But she is walking out ofthe room. I am her only patient and I do not understand. |