Patient X_I'll Be Gone For Christmas_If I Let You_An Interesting Conversation
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Patient X
Patient XThe siren floated just above the whispers and groans of patients waiting to be treated. It was just a flutter and based upon the cycles Milton knew he had time to message his latest crush before it arrived. Maybe move from virtual sex to something that might leave a mark.Busy day,” he wrote. “But it’s how I save lives. Meet tonight?”He pushed aside the files of unprocessed claims and admissions and wiped a bare forearm across the surface of his desk. He opened a new file on his computer screen, set the cursor to Line One, Question One, “Payment type,” and waited.A medical team stood ...
I'll Be Gone For Christmas
Oskar came home to an empty house. The boxes of Christmas decorations sat unopened by the bay window in the front room. The cookie recipes and all the necessary ingredients sat untouched on the kitchen counter. He grabbed a beer, took it to his recliner, and turned on the news. It was strange not to hear clattering dishes and pans while his wife prepared dinner. Dinner! Oskar looked over to the kitchen, as if expecting to see a fully cooked meal waiting. There was nothing…of course…but he and the kids would get through this.#The old Chevy rattled northward through Iowa. Twisting and untwistin...
If I Let You
If I let you touch her, will you please be gentle? Just squeeze her little foot, rub her hand, feel her soft head. Look, she’s smiling; she likes you.If I let you hold her, will you please stop pouting? Here, come sit on the couch. Be gentle, not too tight—hold her head up. She’s new and little, and you must be careful. This is your sister; she lives here now, and I know she’s going to love you.If I bring you your own blanket, would you please stop crying? Here, I’ll wrap it around your shoulders, all soft and warm. And here’s a hat for your head. Now you look just like your baby sister.If I m...
An Interesting Conversation
“You want to do something fun?” I absently asked Susan over the phone as I aimlessly scrolled through Instagram. We were in lockdown, yet again, and I was bored out of my mind. There was no end in sight with the pandemic. The goal post back to normalcy seemed to always be moving and I stopped believing the promises made by the media www.onedoor.ccor the government. My friend seemed happy though and I could not understand it. What was there to be so happy about? Does she not know the proper protocol during a pandemic – which is the right mix between despair and misery. At times, splashed with victimisation, ...