For a second, I give some serious thought about turning the hell around and hiding out in the OR. 'Cept Dr. Casey's scrubbing down there and that's a whole mess of crazy I don't want to get into - better the trauma you know? I step on into the locker room and flop expansively onto the bench. Kinda hurts but it's worth it for the drama. "Hey, Todd. Interesting hair choice."
I yawn hugely, completing the high-five with one hand and covering my mouth with the other. "Same old same old, y'know? I've had like a bazillion surgeries today, now I get to go home and pass out until next shift." I frown give him a reeeal suspicious look. "What's got you so cheerful? Didn't I see you scheduled on a breast reduction?"
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"T-Dawg! What's up?"
I walk over and raise my hand for a High-Five.
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I grin.
It's funny. Normally, I'd be a little depressed that I had to remove some implants or something, but it doesn't bother me too much anymore. Weird.
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