M: Well, thanks for making me feel better.

W: I can hardly recognize you. Tell me what happened.

M: I just got back from Africa where I had a terrible accident in a motorcycle race. I broke both my legs when my motor failed and was hit by another motorcycle. I was laid up in a hospital over there for three weeks.

W: Three weeks, that's a long time. What did you do while you were in the hospital?

M: Well, if you can believe it, I read all about motorcycle racing. I love racing even if it hurts.

W: But I'm afraid you don't make it look very funny. You're lucky to be alive.

M: That's for sure. I am lucky to be alive.

W: How soon can you get well? Did the doctor tell you about it?

M: They say I still need to stay in bed for two weeks or so.

W: I think you'll get a bit fatter by then. By the way, is there anything I can do for you?

M: No, thank you. Thank you for the beautiful flowers. It's very kind of you to come to see me.

W: I'll be going then. Bye.

M: Bye.

What was said before this conversation?


W: Hi, Bob. I heard about your accident but I didn't think it would be this bad.