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give him another near-death experience.
    "Megan?" came his all-too-calm voice from the direction of the living room.
    With an angry ‘hmpf!’ she strode off in that direction. When she got to the large living room, which was basically just an extension of the even larger kitchen, she found him sitting on the couch, watching ESPN on the large plasma screen television that had been built into the wall. His wheelchair was nearby, and his injured leg was propped up on an ottoman.
    "Hi," he said with a calm smile, looking like he didn’t have a care in the world. This, of course, just pissed her off more.
    Before she had a chance to say anything, however, a middle aged woman wearing medical scrubs, entered the room from the direction of the kitchen. Seeing Megan, she looked relieved and quickly hurried over, plucking a tote bag from one of the kitchen barstools as she did so.
    "Oh, Ms. Williams! Thank goodness you’re here already! I’m very sorry to do this to you but I-" The nurse stopped abruptly and cast Jason what can only be classified as a ‘dirty look.’ “I simply cannot be here any longer. If you don’t want to pay me for my time, that will be fine."
    Jason didn’t seem at all perturbed by the woman’s outburst because he was watching ESPN as if nothing at all were going on. Megan felt her anger escalate.
    "Mrs. Allen, couldn’t you please just stay on until I can find a replacement?"
    Mrs. Allen shook her head vigorously, sending strands of hair flying out of her ponytail. She clutched her tote tightly against her chest as her lips thinned into a firm, determined line. "Again, I’m sorry to do this to you Ms. Williams. But this situation is just not working.”
    "But-"
    "I’m very sorry, Ms. Williams." And with that, Mrs. Allen swept past Megan. A few seconds later and Megan heard the front door open and close. She sighed angrily and turned toward Jason, who was still watching ESPN as if what had just transpired had nothing to do with him at all.
    "Jason!" she yelled, not knowing what else to do.
    "What?" He turned innocent green eyes to her.
    "What? What! " She gestured angrily in the direction that Mrs. Allen had stalked off in a minute ago. " That . . .that’s what! That’s the fourth. . .count them, four!. . .nurses you made quit in two days! Two days, Jason and you’ve gone through four nurses! That’s. . .that’s. . ."
    She was so angry she couldn’t even form words anymore. So she settled for glaring at him. He didn’t seem the least bit perturbed.
    "Why is it my fault that they decided to quit?" he asked, sounding all innocent and reasonable.
    "Wh-what?" she sputtered. She forced herself to take a deep breath. "Are you implying they all just upped and quit for no reason at all?"
     He shrugged. "I don’t know. They probably had a reason. I’m just saying maybe I’m not the reason."
    "Oh, you’re the reason all right!" she retorted angrily as she stomped around the large couch and grabbed the remote to shut off the TV. "Let’s see if I have this correct. The first nurse, David, quit because when he tried to help you change you made, and I’m quoting here, ‘an offensive and derogatory remark’ questioning his sexuality. The second-"
    "I told him I could dress myself!"
    "The second nurse," she continued, shooting him a warning glare. "A sweet woman with over 20 years experience and has never once quit an assignment according to her agency, quit after only 6 hours with you because you were, and again, I’m quoting here, ‘demanding, rude, abrasive, and demeaning.’"
    "She was treating me like a 4 year old!"
    "You were probably acting like one!" Megan shot back. "Now let’s see. The third nurse, also highly qualified, lasted the longest with you apparently only because you were asleep for part of her watch! She refused to say exactly why she was quitting but did say something about being a trained nurse as opposed to your personal slave and whipping post!"
    "I just made some requests.