Now, there is no doubt I love my good friend G. dearly, and I am so sorry he ended up in hospital and looks like he needs surgery. BUT he happens to be the privileged owner of a ticket to Madonna’s gig here in Milan next Thursday, and it’s unlikely he’ll manage to go.
There are 2 options: either the doc lets him go, provided that he goes in a wheelchair and someone takes him there and watches over him, or he sells his ticket to someone else. In either case, I would be the one going.
Third option: he suddenly recovers and manages to go – and I would just love that to happen!