In the ambulance

"So, he's your son in law?" Stacy asked.

"Yep. He's a fun one. My daughter and I have enjoyed this side of him lately."

"Is there anyone else we need to contact?" Betty asked.

"My daughter told everyone at his work so they may come to visit."

"No, I mean...friends? I feel like we can show him off."

"Let the hospital know and make sure any children or minors are kept away from where we'll be processing him." Stacy told Betty.

"I think we need to cut his shirt off to get better access to the injury as well." Betty said.

"Yes, good idea!" Stacy said.

"Oh, since he is ****, does that mean I'm now his medical proxy?"

"Well, next of kin would be his wife." Stacy replied.

"Oh, I'm sure she would agree with whatever I decide. She should be meeting us there."

"Ok, just let me know if he has any allergies or aversion to anything." Betty winked.

"Oh, I'm afraid he can't wear any gowns. He may feel embarrassed, but just let him know that you don't have any to lend him. I'll discuss any other particulars with my daughter when we arrive."