I take another bite of the cookie that a nurse from pediatrics gave me and hum to myself as a few crumbs fall to the desk. I brush them off with my sleeve and continue signing off on stacks of papers. I've heard wonderful things about my next patient, so I'm looking forward to a knock at the door. Private Brian Dancer had made friends with much of ( Read more... )

Today I woke up feeling great. My ribs are almost healed, my face is all healed and bruise-free, but as always, my leg had to put a damper on things. All it did these days, I had realized, was make me self-conscious about myself. Riding in the car with Perry -- or anyone, for that matter -- was still hard, and after my last panic attack, I had come ( Read more... )

Keith arrives early at the hospital to begin his shift.  He notices a fresh bowl of jelly beans sitting on the counter and grabs a fistful as a nurse eyes him down. His mouth is full of the red ones, his favorite, when he mumbles ( Read more... )

Molly cheerily hummed to herself as she walked through the cafeteria line, debating if she should go with a mediocre salad, or yesterday's hamburger leftovers. She shrugged and put both onto her tray. "I can always pack you up and eat you later!" she sang, poking her hamburger as she pulled the bun off to put a bit of ketchup on it before having ( Read more... )