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When you come to the hospital you have to look for the emergency room. You probably are dying if you are here, or so on. You want someone to help you. But of course, who?
You walk into the ER, with only your friend that drove you beside yourself. You take a seat in the crowded Emergency room, hoping that your turn is soon. The person who drove you here goes up to the desk and grabs a number. She/he tells the person at the desk that you are very sick and you need help. The person just answers "So is everyone else here. So go and sit down like everybody else and wait your turn." The lady goes on to close the glass sliding window but your freind holds it back. "Please ma'am something IS terribly wrong with her!" "Fine, i'll phone in a docter. But if you really needed some help, you should have called in an ambulance." With that said the lady shut the window and dialed a phone number, picking up the phone, as to speak.
A docter, or nurse (of which you do not know) comes out of the big swing doors. "Number forty-five? Come here please!", the man called out. He was tall, but not as tall as the doors. Wearing his docter-like clothes he then added, "Come on back to be checked out!"
Your friend grabs your hand and pulls you to the doors. You are not resistent but you did not expect such a strong pull from your friend. You and your friend now follow hte man to a curtained room. "So, what's the problem?" the docter asked. "Uh, how about you look." your friend answered. Under your shirt, at the bottom of your back, is a long sore. It is red, black, green, and blue. "Oh no; this can't be happening!" the docter exclaimed. He jumped up from a little spinny-chair stool and rushed out of the little room calling "Nurse! Nurse! A docter! Anyone come here!!!" Your friend looked at you with wide eyes and said "This can't be good."
A whole crowd of docters and nurses of all sorts come to you and looks at the sore. You have not seen it yet, for it is too low to see(and it always hises beneath your shirt). Your heart is beating fast, fearing for your life you shout "What is happening to me!" In a comforting voice a nurse answers "Don't worry, everything will be alright. We just need you to stay calm. To tell you the truth, we really don't know what this is!" Feeling a little bit calmer another person, a docter, says "We need to operate. Sorry but we need to right away!" You nod your head, now feeling worried again. "but who will do the surgery?!" another person shouted. Hearing footsteps a deep low voice says "I will."
You are changed into hospital surgery clothes. Docters helped you onto a hospital bed. they roll you down a hall, people staring at you with pity. You just lie there, giving them a confused look. This al just happened way to fast, you think to yourself. You friend is freaked out, not knowing what just happended.
Docters roll you into a room. "Good luck." once of them say. They all walk out of the room, closing the door behind them. About 20 minutes later, you almost asleep, someone enters the room, almost silently. Somebody comes almost right beside you. You look up. "Hope your not worried that i'll be operating on you." she says as she smirks.
 (the docter)
 [she] · Mon Nov 13, 2006 @ 12:55am · 1 Comments |
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