"I'd better get going." Gordon sighed eventually, breaking the peaceful silence they shared. They had spent the last half an hour talking quietly. Their joined hands were the only contact they could enjoy without being seen. But with fingers gently stroking and exploring the other's hand, it was enough for them. "It'll be a busy day today." He added, sighing again, but making no move to release her hand.
"So discharge me and I can get on as well."
"I don't know…"
"Please Gordon." She implored. "I know I won't be able to drive for about a week. But I can take on extra patients here, do the ward rounds. You and Jeff can do all the home visits and call outs."
He reached behind him to retrieve the notes from the bottom of her bed. The nurses' meticulous notes told him everything was as it should be. There was really no reason for her to stay. "Alright." He sighed but proceeded to smile despite himself at the broad grin Jill wore. "But, you're to use crutches for the next week." She sighed grumpily but he raised his eyebrows in reply, knowing she would give the same instructions to a patient in her position. "Mr Rose won't be pleased if you damage his handiwork."
A reluctant nod was all she offered. It would have been an understatement to say she was not particularly pleased with the prospect. However, being a doctor she knew she couldn't argue.
"Do you need driving home before I start?"
She shook her head. "No thanks. I've a spare suit here."
"Alright, I'll leave you to get ready." He made to stand, and they squeezed each other's hands gently, relinquishing contact at the very last possible moment. "If you feel unwell, at any time, you will tell me won't you?"
She nodded in reply.
Both knew this was unlikely to happen.