Mum hated the rehab place. There was nowhere to sit outside; no garden to look at and the vast TV in the lounge always seemed to be showing footy. The walls were so thin she could hear everything in the room next door. One day, she overheard a nurse tell a patient, ‘Your scrotum looks so much better now.’
She was sharing her room with three other women. They cracked bleak jokes and traded complaints about the bossy nurses, whom mum nicknamed the Gestapo. Once, after a harried nurse had bustled out, she raised her arm in a mock Nazi salute and shouted ‘Sieg Heil’ to her roommates. They tittered in horrified delight.
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