The Rich Man's Sorrow, part 7, "Heaven Help This Lonely Man"
In this part I've tried to make a rapid flashback from his life at County. It's suppose to like the one Mark Greene has during his surgery in "Piece of Mind"; a quick little thing but it's not easy to explain it. I know it sucks.
Carter kissed little Lucy's hand. She was his, only his, and of course Lucy's. He couldn't believe he won the trial. Right now he was the happiest man on earth, except he had terrible back pains. After taking some painkillers he decided to take Lucy out for a walk. He laid her in her stroller and went out.
The feeling of being a father was incredible. He'd never realised that before now because of Lucy's death and then the trial but it felt so good. After what he'd been through he was glad he had his daughter. Just wandering around in the park with little Lucy sleeping in her stroller was like heaven.
A couple of ladies in their seventies came smiling towards him. They took a quick look at little Lucy. "Is she yours?" one of them asked gently.
Carter nodded. "Yeah, she is".
"She's a beautiful baby", an other said. "You must be so proud".
"I am. She's my little miracle".
The ladies smiled and continued their walk while Carter leaned down to the sleeping baby. "Did you hear that, Lucy? They said you were beautiful. And they're right, they're so right".
It felt so great to be talked to by total strangers about how beautiful his daughter was and how lucky he was. But he also felt guilty. Little Lucy wasn't just *his* daughter. She was Lucy's too. Even though Lucy wasn't alive anymore she wouldn't be forgotten. Little Lucy was going to get to know her mother, or at least who she was.
"Do you know what, Lucy? I know I can't bring your mother back but we can visit her. Do you want to visit Mommy? Yeah? Let's go and visit Mommy".
Carter pulled out a little box from his pocket and took two pills for his back before he began the walk to the church where Lucy was buried. When he came nearer he could see the church tower. Suddenly he didn't know where he was; everything he'd been through the last couple of years came back to him.
*****************Flashbacks****************
"I'm John Carter and I'm clamping the aorta".
Haleh: "We lose them all the time, Carter".
Mark: "We can't fix everything".
"I get to grade you!? Oh, there is a God!"
"Somebody call a doctor!"
Carol: "You ARE the doctor!"
"Benton's gonna kill me!"
"Lucy, stick your foot in my pit"
Lucy: What pit?
"My armpit!"
Kerry: "Carter, I'm not your mother! Now for the last time, get up!"
"I don't remember the last time I wasn't scared".
Kerry: "Show us your rists!"
"She was better than I ever gave her credit for".
"You fought the good fight, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy…."
********************End Flashbacks*************************
Frustrated and stressed he took another two pills and swallowed them. The memories just ate him up alive. Especially as he came closer to the church the memories of Lucy's funeral were swimming around in his brain. During the funeral he'd been sitting in a wheelchair in front of the church watching the white coffin overfilled with flowers.
When he stopped by Lucy's grave he could feel the tears come. He took the flowers he'd picked and put them in the vase that was there. Kneeling he touched the stone. It was so cold, just like everything else around there.
"Hi, Lucy. It's me. John. And little Lucy. I'm sorry I..we haven't been here since the funeral. The trial took so much time and strengths. But we're here now, and we're fine. What about you? What are you doing up there? Are you back in med. school or what? Or maybe you don't need doctors in heaven?
I hope you are happy, or at least happier than I am. Don't worry, Lucy. I'm okay but with you gone I feel so lonely. Don't get me wrong, little Lucy gives me a lot of company and especially now that I know I get to keep her, but it's just not the same without you. Fortunately Carol and I have become very good friends lately. She knows some parts of what I'm going through, and she's great with babies. I believe little Lucy and Kate and Tess can have some great times when they get older.
It's strange not having you at the hospital anymore. I mean…. I haven't been there working since…. since it… it happened but… I've been there on check ups with little Lucy. At first I thought I didn't have to have her checked from time to time but I realise now that as a father you always think the worst. That's why I let Cleo take a look at her once a month or so. Just to be sure. I can't let anything happen to her. She's all I got now. But I'm glad I can come here and talk to you. Even though I get a lot of help from Carol I could need some wise words about fatherhood from you too. I've figured out one by myself: She's not dating until she's 30 years old. If I could see you now you'd probably be laughing and shaking your head. Okay, 29 then. I'll try not to be an overprotecting father but it's not easy. She's our little girl.
Well, I think that was it. I can't remember anything else to tell you. We'll be back later", he said as he rose. "I love you, Lucy. Bye".
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Not too long ago when she was mine
I thought we would be together 'til the end of time
That's the way it goes when you're in love
Since she's gone there's no one else I'm thinking of
I need her to stay with me
Lay me down and pray for me
Now I know just where I stand
Heaven help this lonely man
- Heaven Help This Lonely Man by Peter Cetera
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In this part I've tried to make a rapid flashback from his life at County. It's suppose to like the one Mark Greene has during his surgery in "Piece of Mind"; a quick little thing but it's not easy to explain it. I know it sucks.
Carter kissed little Lucy's hand. She was his, only his, and of course Lucy's. He couldn't believe he won the trial. Right now he was the happiest man on earth, except he had terrible back pains. After taking some painkillers he decided to take Lucy out for a walk. He laid her in her stroller and went out.
The feeling of being a father was incredible. He'd never realised that before now because of Lucy's death and then the trial but it felt so good. After what he'd been through he was glad he had his daughter. Just wandering around in the park with little Lucy sleeping in her stroller was like heaven.
A couple of ladies in their seventies came smiling towards him. They took a quick look at little Lucy. "Is she yours?" one of them asked gently.
Carter nodded. "Yeah, she is".
"She's a beautiful baby", an other said. "You must be so proud".
"I am. She's my little miracle".
The ladies smiled and continued their walk while Carter leaned down to the sleeping baby. "Did you hear that, Lucy? They said you were beautiful. And they're right, they're so right".
It felt so great to be talked to by total strangers about how beautiful his daughter was and how lucky he was. But he also felt guilty. Little Lucy wasn't just *his* daughter. She was Lucy's too. Even though Lucy wasn't alive anymore she wouldn't be forgotten. Little Lucy was going to get to know her mother, or at least who she was.
"Do you know what, Lucy? I know I can't bring your mother back but we can visit her. Do you want to visit Mommy? Yeah? Let's go and visit Mommy".
Carter pulled out a little box from his pocket and took two pills for his back before he began the walk to the church where Lucy was buried. When he came nearer he could see the church tower. Suddenly he didn't know where he was; everything he'd been through the last couple of years came back to him.
*****************Flashbacks****************
"I'm John Carter and I'm clamping the aorta".
Haleh: "We lose them all the time, Carter".
Mark: "We can't fix everything".
"I get to grade you!? Oh, there is a God!"
"Somebody call a doctor!"
Carol: "You ARE the doctor!"
"Benton's gonna kill me!"
"Lucy, stick your foot in my pit"
Lucy: What pit?
"My armpit!"
Kerry: "Carter, I'm not your mother! Now for the last time, get up!"
"I don't remember the last time I wasn't scared".
Kerry: "Show us your rists!"
"She was better than I ever gave her credit for".
"You fought the good fight, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy, Lucy…."
********************End Flashbacks*************************
Frustrated and stressed he took another two pills and swallowed them. The memories just ate him up alive. Especially as he came closer to the church the memories of Lucy's funeral were swimming around in his brain. During the funeral he'd been sitting in a wheelchair in front of the church watching the white coffin overfilled with flowers.
When he stopped by Lucy's grave he could feel the tears come. He took the flowers he'd picked and put them in the vase that was there. Kneeling he touched the stone. It was so cold, just like everything else around there.
"Hi, Lucy. It's me. John. And little Lucy. I'm sorry I..we haven't been here since the funeral. The trial took so much time and strengths. But we're here now, and we're fine. What about you? What are you doing up there? Are you back in med. school or what? Or maybe you don't need doctors in heaven?
I hope you are happy, or at least happier than I am. Don't worry, Lucy. I'm okay but with you gone I feel so lonely. Don't get me wrong, little Lucy gives me a lot of company and especially now that I know I get to keep her, but it's just not the same without you. Fortunately Carol and I have become very good friends lately. She knows some parts of what I'm going through, and she's great with babies. I believe little Lucy and Kate and Tess can have some great times when they get older.
It's strange not having you at the hospital anymore. I mean…. I haven't been there working since…. since it… it happened but… I've been there on check ups with little Lucy. At first I thought I didn't have to have her checked from time to time but I realise now that as a father you always think the worst. That's why I let Cleo take a look at her once a month or so. Just to be sure. I can't let anything happen to her. She's all I got now. But I'm glad I can come here and talk to you. Even though I get a lot of help from Carol I could need some wise words about fatherhood from you too. I've figured out one by myself: She's not dating until she's 30 years old. If I could see you now you'd probably be laughing and shaking your head. Okay, 29 then. I'll try not to be an overprotecting father but it's not easy. She's our little girl.
Well, I think that was it. I can't remember anything else to tell you. We'll be back later", he said as he rose. "I love you, Lucy. Bye".
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Not too long ago when she was mine
I thought we would be together 'til the end of time
That's the way it goes when you're in love
Since she's gone there's no one else I'm thinking of
I need her to stay with me
Lay me down and pray for me
Now I know just where I stand
Heaven help this lonely man
- Heaven Help This Lonely Man by Peter Cetera
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