Annabelle
I work at a hospital in the Midwest.
I'm a senior male, and I got a great job working with patients in wheelchair transport, what we call call "patient transport".
I just love this job!
I get to meet people from all ages all walks of life, and it's my job, when they exit the hospital, whether they are ambulatory, or are perfectly healthy, hospital policy mandates they need a wheelchair to exit the hospital.
Patient transport also wheels patients to and from different medical procedures like x-ray, lab, pulmonary, cancer, or whatever department they need to go, and I am that person!
For about four days, I had a pleasure working with this senior lady named Annabelle. Of course I'm a gentleman, so I never asked her age, but I was suspect that she was in the mid to late 80's
She was average height maybe 5 foot five, and not overweight but she did have a bit of a pear-shaped figure as her bottom and her hips were a little bit wider than the rest of her body, she also seem to have a nice full bosom. She had beautiful shoulder length silver/ gray hair.
She had some mobility issues with arthritis in her back and her hips and her knees, but she still managed to get out of the wheelchair and try to move around as much as possible with her cane.
She lived in an assisted living complex about 4 miles from the hospital.
Some of the residents were in dorm style rooms and some residents had 2 to 4 people in a large room, and some had their own private little apartment. Annabelle apparently had the means that she could afford her own private little apartment.
Every day Annabelle had several tests in several different parts of the hospital so she always ask for me, Jules, to be her patient transporter.
She had a wonderful personality was always very happy, even though I know she was in a lot of pain at times, and always was giggling and telling jokes and being almost a little bit flirtatious with me.
My abundant sense of humor and burly mountain man, bushy beard, Santa Claus type look was apparently appealing to her.
In one subtle hint, she said, "You know my late husband was a skinny guy, and I teased him about not getting enough meat on his bones, but that's the one thing I like about you... you've got some meat on your bones and you're really a good hugger!"
I giggled and I said "Well, schucks, I like to hug people! I think it's just a great way to comfort people, and I think I'm more of a hugger than a handshaker!"
One morning I was dispatched her room to pick her up with the wheelchair and take her over to the lab for some bloodwork.
I knocked gently on the door and came in and Annabelle said "There is my "big hunk". Come on get me in this "hot rod", and get me down to the lab!"
I flirted back "OK little Mama, let's get this thing rolling! " We rolled out of her room, down several hallways, over to the laboratory.
When we arrived at the laboratory, she was going to get her lab work done and I said to her "OK Annabelle, you know what to do? You ask the nurses station to buzz me and I'll come down I'll pick you up whenever you're ready." She says "OK I know what to do and I only want you! None of them skinny hillbillies. Don't send nobody else! I want my Santa hunk to come and pick me up!"
She chuckled and kind of winked at me as I exited the room.
One of those cartoon "air bubbles" popped in my head as I thought to myself "I think she's hot for me?"
There's something about her familiarity with me and her verbiage that is making me very comfortable around her. I thought of myself "Oh hell, everybody loves Santa!"
45 minutes later I was dispatched to pick her up from the lab and bring her back to her room. I entered the lab and Annabelle said "There's my hunk! Get me back in this thing and get me back to my room please", so I wheeled her back to her private room.
As I pushed her to her bed, she asked me to assist her in standing up from the wheel chair, so I helped her stand up and she wrapped her arms around my neck as she stood up, and just gently kissed me on the cheek and I felt a hint of tongue on my cheek and she said "Thank you "hunk". I'm a little tired. I think I'm gonna lay down a bit"
I smiled at Annabel and I asked "Do you have any more tests?
She replied "Yeah, I think I got an x-ray or some kind of imagery later in the afternoon. I'll see you then!"
"Ok later lil Mama " and I left her room.
Later in the afternoon I picked her up for her appointment with imagery. We continue to banter back-and-forth and throwing little flirtations back-and-forth at each other.
On the last day of her stay, she asked me to take her to administration for some paperwork and final discharge instructions.
While I was pushing her from her room again, she was very playful with her words. "So big hunk, I'm gonna miss you when I get back to the home. I have an idea?" I said "OK what's the idea" and she said "Would you consider coming to visit me at the rest home. I really like you. I think you're just a sweet man and I'm really lonely there and I don't have a lot in common with a lot of those old farts, so it would mean a lot to me if you were to come and visit I could tell you some stories about how I met my old man after the war, and about my kids and grandkids and great grandkids!"
I said "Sure, I would LOVE to. You give me your phone number and I'll give you mine, and we will work out a time?"
The para transit van showed up and Annabelle got her walker which she brought with her when she came to the hospital, and she slowly started walking toward the van.
The driver offered to let her ride up the hoist lift the wheelchair lift that they use for people in wheelchairs, but Annabel waved him off and said "Don't worry about it! I got this big hunk he's and gonna help me up the steps!
Just before she started to step up the steps, she pulled me to the side out of sight of the driver, and put her arm around my neck, pulled me down and gave me this little wet kiss on the lips with just a hint of tongue and I gave her just a very slight hint of tongue back, and then as she pulled away she sucked my upper lip and pulled away and she said "I'll see you soon OK?"
