And he doesn't even know...
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"But then you'll have to start the healing process all over again with more stitches and that means the time away will extend most definitely." I replied in a serious voice.
"You should be more careful."
"You should be more careful."
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"If I extend the time, will I get to see you more?" I asked with a grin, pulling the box of cigarettes out of my back pocket. They were uncomfortable to sit on.
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My scowl deepened but who was I to tell a patient what was right or wrong? What I did know though was that smoking was prohibited on the grounds.
I took the box, "I'll put those over here." And I did so. I refreshed the bandaging on his chest and was about ready to boot him out of the office.
I took the box, "I'll put those over here." And I did so. I refreshed the bandaging on his chest and was about ready to boot him out of the office.
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Well, I thought I was actually getting somewhere when the girl randomly glared at me and stole my cigarettes. "Is that all?" I asked, looking down at the massive bandage. "You didn't have to do anything else?"
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"Nope, you opened it so the stitches will be in there a bit longer." I stated, of course I had taken the time to put some more medicine on the wound itself and check for infection but it looked fine.
"Now..." I picked up the box with my index finger and thumb, "Have your death sticks back..."
"Now..." I picked up the box with my index finger and thumb, "Have your death sticks back..."
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"Thank you very much." I said, smiling kindly as I shoved them in my pocket again. I grabbed my shirt and slipped it on, too lazy to button the buttons back up, I left the shirt open. "Thank you the most for not throwing my "death sticks" in the trash."
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"Thank you for not..." I stopped myself from saying something I knew I would regret and then sighed, "smoking here." I finished even though that's not what I wanted to say.
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"Ah yeah, well... I try to follow the rules." I gave her a small wink. "And I promise not to go to the gym."
I began walking toward the door, then turned on my heel. "Are you free tomorrow?"
I began walking toward the door, then turned on my heel. "Are you free tomorrow?"
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And suddenly I wished I'd said those few small words.
"Yeah but I'm not going anywhere with you, not while we're still on a last name basis Mr. Williams." And then I escorted him out.
"Yeah but I'm not going anywhere with you, not while we're still on a last name basis Mr. Williams." And then I escorted him out.
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"Ouch. You're cold. I think my poor heart has frostbite!" I said with a saddened expression. "Please consider being warmer next time? Otherwise my heart may turn solid and shatter to pieces!"
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I was annoyed but sighed, "Sorry then." I was ready to say goodbye to this man and get on with my life.
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"You are forgiven!" I spread my arms wide as an invitation for a make-up hug. "C-mon... I'm not that bad..."
I heard some nurses giggling. At least I had some fans...
I heard some nurses giggling. At least I had some fans...
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Maybe this is why they giggled when I was going into the room. I gave him a hug but I wished I hadn't had to and I knew I was gong to shower like crazy when I got home.
And the first thing I did when I got home was cry to mommy.
And the first thing I did when I got home was cry to mommy.
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-Sam-
"Sweetheart... what's wrong?" I knew she'd tried to explain, but she was crying to hard for me to understand her. ._.
"Sweetheart... what's wrong?" I knew she'd tried to explain, but she was crying to hard for me to understand her. ._.
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I knew it came with the job but I had this horrifying fear of being hit on by people after a serious incident when I was a bit younger.
So I kept my distance always.
"And then he hugged me and I thought I was going to just... ugh..." I had calmed down considerably by then.
So I kept my distance always.
"And then he hugged me and I thought I was going to just... ugh..." I had calmed down considerably by then.
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"Was he cute...?" I asked softly, running my fingers through my daughter's beautiful hair.
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"Yes but... you know I have trust issues, I was really scared." Mom was always like that but I couldn't be that carefree, not anymore.
Dad glanced at me from over his newspaper and I knew what he was thinking.
Dad glanced at me from over his newspaper and I knew what he was thinking.
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"I know, sweetheart, I know." I said with a sigh. "Why did you hug him though? You could have just walked away... or called security on him." I would have called security. "Or your Daddy. He would have beaten that guy up for you."
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I shrugged, "I get made fun of a lot at work for being a stiff spoil-sport." I said, "And everyone was giggling and watching and if he did anything they would have done something about it." I replied, "I think they assigned me to him on purpose."
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"Mm... could be. They know you're a beautiful lady and I think they just want to see you with someone who can make you happy."
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"He didn't make me happy though, he scared me." I was always scared though and I could see Dad nodding behind his news paper.
"Don't worry, he can come through me first." He said.
"Don't worry, he can come through me first." He said.
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I kissed the top of my daughter's head. "Yes he will... and your father can be pretty scary at times!"
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"I am scary." He grinned. Dad was always like that ever since I could remember. He'd been extremely protective.
"I feel better now." I said.
"I feel better now." I said.
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I nodded. "That's good... we can't have a debbie downer before dinner!" I said, giving her a big hug before getting up to go check on the pot roast... yum. <3
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A couple of days later I was going to get a mug of hot chocolate at my favorite coffee house. It was a cold day and that was the thing I wanted the most and then to go home and read a nice book in front of the fire.
But today wasn't my day.
But today wasn't my day.
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