Juggling - Open
A quiet spot -yeah that was a joke- in the day found Wilson pushing his way out into the brisk spring sunshine. Walking out into the courtyard of the Hospital where a lot of doctors, patients and family members tended to take their lunches or take contemplative strolls, the Head of Oncology sipped at the water bottle dangling from his fingers and wandered towards a small grove of trees half hidden behind a decorative retaining wall.
Another one of his little hidey holes. Only this one was out in the fresh air, the day just warm enough that the short sleeved scrub top he wore was comfortable and the slight nip that remained on the breeze good for brushing out the cobwebs. Making his way to a bench which sat half under a tree, the oncologist straddled it and then slowly lay back, only a minor wince as a mostly healed body connected with the hard marble. Folding one arm back under his head for a pillow, Wilson checked his left hip, making sure his beeper was connected to his pants and on before letting his eyes close and his thoughts drift.
Tossing them all up into the air like so many balls, which needed to be juggled, he tried to look hard at each and every one, even as he felt his body become slightly leaden with a half-sleep that every doctor learned how to do in early residency.
House
Robert
Patients
Stacy
Kai
Rowan
Foreman
Helene
Cameron
Vogler
Dennington
Julie
Pearce
Board Members
Residents
Fwip, fwip, fwip went the balls.
Another one of his little hidey holes. Only this one was out in the fresh air, the day just warm enough that the short sleeved scrub top he wore was comfortable and the slight nip that remained on the breeze good for brushing out the cobwebs. Making his way to a bench which sat half under a tree, the oncologist straddled it and then slowly lay back, only a minor wince as a mostly healed body connected with the hard marble. Folding one arm back under his head for a pillow, Wilson checked his left hip, making sure his beeper was connected to his pants and on before letting his eyes close and his thoughts drift.
Tossing them all up into the air like so many balls, which needed to be juggled, he tried to look hard at each and every one, even as he felt his body become slightly leaden with a half-sleep that every doctor learned how to do in early residency.
House
Robert
Patients
Stacy
Kai
Rowan
Foreman
Helene
Cameron
Vogler
Dennington
Julie
Pearce
Board Members
Residents
Fwip, fwip, fwip went the balls.