Waiting
Part - 21
Susan
I watch Carter through the glass, it's the only thing that is separating me from the even deeper anguish, the eye of the emotional twister, that wrecks the lives of everyone its path, breaking their hearts beyond repair.
I look towards the heart monitor. The jagged line is slowly beginning to merge.
Mark and Elizabeth join me, before making their way inside. I stand in silence for minute, trying to regain my composure, and then I follow them.
I stand to the side of the bed, I don't want to intrude on Carter. I still can't believe that the person below me is my friend. It was something that I never really contemplated. I never once thought, that when I became a doctor, I would ever see a friend in this way. There's nothing that can prepare you for it. Nothing. You just have to deal with it, and that isn't easy.
I gently take her hand in mine and give a caring squeeze, reinforcing the reassurance that I gave her earlier, that it is ok to leave. That wasn't easy, but I knew it was the right thing to do.
Mark and Elizabeth are stood at the end bed, clinging onto each other for emotional support.
The atmosphere could be cut deep with a knife. Emotions are running high, but none of us express our grief, or at least we try not to. I don't know why, because we're all feeling the same, we're all losing someone, and we're all losing a part of ourselves. I suppose it's to show that we still hold hope. Hope for what? I ask myself. There's no way that this is going to be a happy ending. We know that she's gone, but we wait for confirmation from the so many machines that we have come to depend on. Machines that can tell the difference between life and death. Machines that are no longer successful in fulfilling their duties.
I shift my gaze to Carter. He is sat on the other side of the bed, tightly gripping Abby's hand. I could tell that he was torn. Torn between letting her go, and wanting her to hold on. But then this wasn't about what he wanted, or what any of us wanted. It was about fate. And that was something that wasn't on our side.
Something caught my attention by the door, and I immediately looked up to find Kerry stood outside. I could see the torment in her eyes. This was another life, another heart that had been pulled into the twister. I gave her a slight nod, to assure her that it was ok to come in. And with that she did.
We all stood gathered around in silence, accept for the slow beeps of the monitor, waiting. Waiting for the inevitable. I let the tears flow, not caring about the stinging canals that they are forming down my cheeks. I close my eyes and wish myself away from this horror, away from this hell.
Sorry its been so long again! I started writing this at the beginning of last month but my Nan's ill and in hospital so I've been up in Bristol the past few weekends, plus I got my exams comin up. But I have got some ideas for part 22, and I'll try and get it up as soon as possible. Thanx for all the reviews, and 4 ur patience! U guys are Gr8! Adios Rainbow345uk
Part - 21
Susan
I watch Carter through the glass, it's the only thing that is separating me from the even deeper anguish, the eye of the emotional twister, that wrecks the lives of everyone its path, breaking their hearts beyond repair.
I look towards the heart monitor. The jagged line is slowly beginning to merge.
Mark and Elizabeth join me, before making their way inside. I stand in silence for minute, trying to regain my composure, and then I follow them.
I stand to the side of the bed, I don't want to intrude on Carter. I still can't believe that the person below me is my friend. It was something that I never really contemplated. I never once thought, that when I became a doctor, I would ever see a friend in this way. There's nothing that can prepare you for it. Nothing. You just have to deal with it, and that isn't easy.
I gently take her hand in mine and give a caring squeeze, reinforcing the reassurance that I gave her earlier, that it is ok to leave. That wasn't easy, but I knew it was the right thing to do.
Mark and Elizabeth are stood at the end bed, clinging onto each other for emotional support.
The atmosphere could be cut deep with a knife. Emotions are running high, but none of us express our grief, or at least we try not to. I don't know why, because we're all feeling the same, we're all losing someone, and we're all losing a part of ourselves. I suppose it's to show that we still hold hope. Hope for what? I ask myself. There's no way that this is going to be a happy ending. We know that she's gone, but we wait for confirmation from the so many machines that we have come to depend on. Machines that can tell the difference between life and death. Machines that are no longer successful in fulfilling their duties.
I shift my gaze to Carter. He is sat on the other side of the bed, tightly gripping Abby's hand. I could tell that he was torn. Torn between letting her go, and wanting her to hold on. But then this wasn't about what he wanted, or what any of us wanted. It was about fate. And that was something that wasn't on our side.
Something caught my attention by the door, and I immediately looked up to find Kerry stood outside. I could see the torment in her eyes. This was another life, another heart that had been pulled into the twister. I gave her a slight nod, to assure her that it was ok to come in. And with that she did.
We all stood gathered around in silence, accept for the slow beeps of the monitor, waiting. Waiting for the inevitable. I let the tears flow, not caring about the stinging canals that they are forming down my cheeks. I close my eyes and wish myself away from this horror, away from this hell.
Sorry its been so long again! I started writing this at the beginning of last month but my Nan's ill and in hospital so I've been up in Bristol the past few weekends, plus I got my exams comin up. But I have got some ideas for part 22, and I'll try and get it up as soon as possible. Thanx for all the reviews, and 4 ur patience! U guys are Gr8! Adios Rainbow345uk
