Thursday, November 21, 2013

Day 21. NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo

“I said I wanted mac and cheese.”  Joan tapped her plastic spoon on the counter.  The heat from her body as she became more annoyed caused her hospital gown to change color.

The nurse was unimpressed.  The novel gowns had lost their ability to decrease staff response time much quicker than had been advertised.  “The sheet says a cheeseburger.  I can send it back, but you will have to wait until the second round.”

“UHH!”  The gown flashed red and orange. “I hate it here.  I want to go home.”

This was enough for the nurse to look up from her tablet.  She slid it back into the interior pocket of her coat and came from around the desk.

“Joan, you can go home whenever you want, but we have to know you are going to be safe.”

“Why would I not be safe?  I was safe before I came here.  This is bull—“  Joan caught herself.  She remembered what happened the last time she yelled at the staff.  “Look, whatever I need to do, I’ll do it.  Whatever you want me to say.”


It was amazing how much of her self-righteous determination could be lost in the face of the wrong lunch order.


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