Spines, Willie, Merle, and Morning Glories

Waiting at the Carle Spine Institute for Ernie to get drugged up enough for his MRI. It's both stultifyingly dull and amusing at the same time. He startling to get giggly, making faces behind the nurse's back. He tried to stand up to go to the bathroom and got wobbly. I looked at him and said, "that's right, you never did do a lot of drugs back in the day, did you?" He smiled crookedly at me and told his mind was too strong. Umm, yeah baby, yeah.He finally laid down and started to doze a bit, then shook himself awake, leaned up on one elbow and whispered, "What kind of music are the playing?" I told him it was country radio. He started muttering about Wille and Merle's album and I said, "That's a different thing baby, just a different thing." He furrowed his brow and laid back down.Lord, I love that man.