The phone's shrill ring wakes him out of his morphine state and he groans, reaching for it blindly and nearly knocking it off the table. There's no nurse around so he figures out enough of what's going on to get the thing into his hand and hit the button. If he weren't so high he would have remembered the audio function. "...Mrrr?" It's about the best he can do right now, sorry. He didn't even have a chance to look at the caller ID.