The words came out so fast that even he seemed to hear them after he said them.
Not her bag.
Not your patient.
Not my wife.
My house.
He corrected himself immediately.
“I mean, this is ridiculous. She threw up. Her dressing got irritated. I was trying to help her.”
The pain under the adhesive pulsed with every heartbeat.
The nurse glanced down at the stain again.
“You said you didn’t touch the surgical area.”