Patsy:
It had been a long and stressful week, there had been a sudden increase in patients and therefore an increase in the demand for nurses, which was already frightfully high. I had been on my feet for almost all of my waking hours, checking on patients, reapplying bandages and even helping with some of the more major surgeries (which I could not describe as anything less than thrilling). Everything was so rushed and frantic that I almost didn't notice the arrival of the new nurse. Almost.
Nurse Busby had moved into the room opposite mine on the Tuesday, however we did not meet until three days later, if you could even call it meeting.
I had just finished up in the dining hall and, despite eating my meal at a truly alarming speed, was already late. In my haste I forgot to check for passers by, however it still came as a surprise when, as I walked into the corridor outside the dining hall, my body collided with another. I didn't see her face at first, all I noticed was a basket of bandages go flying and a small squeak made by my assailant. My instincts kicked in before my curiosity, and before I knew it I was on my knees, hurriedly putting all of the (thankfully clean) bandages back in the basket.
It was not until I heard the words "Thank you, I can take it from here" that I decided to stop. I looked up to see the owner of the rather endearing welsh accent and I fear my jaw dropped. Kneeling on the floor in front of me was a rather frazzled looking nurse with the most beautiful blue eyes. My voice suddenly left me, I was stuck sitting there with my mouth agape but no words coming out.
I would have been sat there like a fool for a lot longer had she not looked down at her watch, reminding me that I must now be frightfully late. I cannot recall how, as I was not fully in control of myself, but the next thing I knew I was walking away from the mystery nurse, without so much as a 'hello'.
