24 hours. Its been 24 hours since she had her surgeory and as head of her case i'm taking her vitals. All is normal so far and i'm checking the bandage from her surgeories. I look at her for the first time in doing this. Shes pretty. Short cut blonde hair, a fading tan skin tone. The cuts and bruises that circle her face are covering up what i would think to be normally a very pretty girl. She doesnt seem that old either. Maybe 27. I feel bad for her. Shes young, married, and from what ive heard she's a pretty talented ortho surgeon.
I take her vitals and there good for a young woman in her condition. So i clear her for surgeory and take her back to her room.
When i get there i see an empty chair next to where the bed should be. Alvin isnt here anymore and thats good. Ive seen people coup up in this hospital all the time and its not good for their health.
I skoot the bed back to where it should be and hook everything back up. Another thing of flowers was left here while i was gone.
"Your lucky you know." I saw to Emily Ann "So many people have come here with flowers and people stop by to see you."
what? Am i talking to her? Heck i'd talk to any body at this point. Its been quite lonely here in seatle. I new when i came out here that i would be alone. And ive never been the best at making friends and none of my family lives here. Its nice talking to someone. You know just to talk. Maybe she'd be my friend. My unconcious, traumatized friend. I swear i'm a freaking lunatic. But talking is nice. Just now. I enjoyed that.
Nobody has to know. I look around. "So. I guess youre my new friend." I saw to her. I think i can get use to this. I dont have to keep this all pent up and feel lonely but i dont have to actually to put myself out there and make friends. Plus i'll wont have to make co workers as friends. Of course this isnt a permanent solution. Either she wakes up or ... well its not a permanent solution. But for now itll do.
I finish the vitals and put in her ok for surgeory. I sit down on a chair to tell her about my day.
I take her vitals and there good for a young woman in her condition. So i clear her for surgeory and take her back to her room.
When i get there i see an empty chair next to where the bed should be. Alvin isnt here anymore and thats good. Ive seen people coup up in this hospital all the time and its not good for their health.
I skoot the bed back to where it should be and hook everything back up. Another thing of flowers was left here while i was gone.
"Your lucky you know." I saw to Emily Ann "So many people have come here with flowers and people stop by to see you."
what? Am i talking to her? Heck i'd talk to any body at this point. Its been quite lonely here in seatle. I new when i came out here that i would be alone. And ive never been the best at making friends and none of my family lives here. Its nice talking to someone. You know just to talk. Maybe she'd be my friend. My unconcious, traumatized friend. I swear i'm a freaking lunatic. But talking is nice. Just now. I enjoyed that.
Nobody has to know. I look around. "So. I guess youre my new friend." I saw to her. I think i can get use to this. I dont have to keep this all pent up and feel lonely but i dont have to actually to put myself out there and make friends. Plus i'll wont have to make co workers as friends. Of course this isnt a permanent solution. Either she wakes up or ... well its not a permanent solution. But for now itll do.
I finish the vitals and put in her ok for surgeory. I sit down on a chair to tell her about my day.