“Bout time you woke.”
A face rears up, a nurse with a green-masked mouth.
“C’mon, let’s wheel you back to the ward now, and no trouble later, you hysterectomies are so demanding. I could do with a bloody lie down myself, my hip’s a nightmare, you’re lucky I’m in. Eh? A drink? Nope. We’re short-staffed, you’ll have to wait.”