Oct 02, 2007 16:40
Just one more patient, and then Wilson would have a long weekend to spend looking over files and watching Spanish television. If he wasn't being forced to do work he wasn't comfortable with, he would have considered it a good deal.
Though it sounded like the patients had a special trip coming up on Saturday, and Sunday meant visitors, which meant that there would probably be a lot his patients would want to talk to him about come Tuesday -- or so he hoped. He didn't like pulling teeth, and yet it seemed like that was what he was usually doing with these patients. He probably should have expected as much.
The patient he would be seeing this afternoon was new to him, so he was doing his best to keep an open mind about Mr. Fortune... Or Zabuza, as the case may be.
He settled back in his chair. After a nice lunch, the temptation to take a small nap was rather strong--but he would be awake and alert the moment his patient walked through the door.
zabuza,
wilson