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Chapter 9
Doc,tell‘emwhatyoucomeupwithaboutthehard-of-hearingguysandtheradio."
Thenurse’sheadgivesonelittlejerk,barelyenoughtosee,butmyheartissuddenlyroaring.Sheputsthefoliobackinthebasket,turnstothedoctor.
"Yes,"saysthedoctor."Iverynearlyforgot."Heleansbackandcrosseshislegsandputshisfingertipstogether;Icanseehe’sstillingoodspiritsabouthiscarnival."Yousee,McMurphyandIweretalkingaboutthatage-oldproblemwehaveonthisward:themixedpopulation,theyoungandtheoldtogether.It’snotthemostidealsurroundingsforourTherapeuticCommunity,butAdministrationsaysthere’snohelpingitwiththeGeriatricBuildingoverloadedthewayitis.I’llbethefirsttoadmitit’snotanabsolutelypleasantsituationforanyoneconcerned.Inourtalk,however,McMurphyandIdidhappentocomeupwithanideawhichmightmakethingsmorepleasantforbothagegroups.McMurphymentionedthathehadnoticedsomeoftheoldfellowsseemedtohavedifficultyhearingtheradio.HesuggestedthespeakermightbeturneduploudersotheChronicswithauditoryweaknessescouldhearit.Averyhumanesuggestion,Ithink."
McMurphygivesamodestwaveofhishand,andthedoctornodsathimandgoeson.
"ButItoldhimIhadreceivedpreviouscomplaintsfromsomeoftheyoungermenthattheradioisalreadysoloudithindersconversationandreading.