Christine accepted the glass of wine happily. She was off shift, wasn't due back to the hospital for several days and Bruce was on- call for their clinic.
She was set.
"Yeah, it went okay once we cleared everything out. It blows my mind sometimes how resilient people are. They are literally walking around, seconds from death, and brushing it off. "Oh it's just a cold'. 'I slept funny'... you know, all those things that really aren't true."
She took a sip and sighed contentedly, snuggling down deeper on the couch. "How's you? You doing okay?" He looked tired.