Nothing really hurts and I'm not sleepy all the time. I don't know what gives. I don't know why somebody couldn't help me with this before. I push my hair out of my face and look out the window. It's raining. Again. And I'd rather be out in it than in this stupid hospital room ( Read more... )

I head to the coffee cart and grab two coffees and two muffins. I spotted Alex at the nurses station a few minutes ago and I bet he is still there. Sometimes I feel like part of my job at work is to make sure he eats or something, when I remember ( Read more... )

I shove the last bit of breakfast sandwich into my mouth as I head to check on my patient. I'm scaled back on the drugs, so she's much more lucid and able to deliver the daily verbal abuse. I don't mind, really. At least she still has some fire in her ( Read more... )

I have to laugh at the pathetic invitation sitting on my desk. This hospital really is something else. The Chief of Surgery hands out little invites to her spoiled daughter's birthday party. How special is that ( Read more... )

Everything seems fuzzy. I know there are people doing things to my face and the burns but I can't really feel it. I feel like I say stuff but it all seems like it's running together, like nobody understands me. There's no pain but there's nothing else either ( Read more... )

For the rest time in a long time, my alarm goes off and I have to reach over Alex to turn it off. He actually came home. I may have been asleep when he got here, but he came home. I think that means more to me then it should ( Read more... )

There's never really a good time to go to the hospital these days, so I quit trying to plan it. I quit trying to figure out when to sneak in. I just need to get a few things out of the office that used to be mine and head back home. Maggie is at school and I need to go to the grocery store and I can't make any more excuses as to why I can't do it ( Read more... )

I've never been more nervous for coffee in my life. I got to the hospital an hour early to give myself plenty of time to have a first cup of coffee and prepare myself for the conversation ahead of me. I'm not sure why I allowed Lexie to talk me into this, because it's a good idea, because I still haven't packed his stuff up from my room. Those ( Read more... )

There's a bunch of doctors running around. Some of them notice me, some of them don't. Some of them stop to stare and wonder how somebody can be such a freak ( Read more... )

It's getting late, and I'm tired, but I know this woman would really like to me finish her ventral hernia repair/abdominoplasty. It's been pushed twice already, and I don't want to push it again. I need to get these patients out of here, not keep them hanging around. There's just too many. I don't know where they're all coming from, crawling ( Read more... )