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Welcome To St. Elsewhere
Page Seven
By SilverMoon
Now I'm back inside the cubicle
at the ER, and they are taking me to the
floor I'm supposed to be in for a short
while. I can't quite recall if I came in
on a thursday or friday night, but in
all I'll put my plan in action, I've
become the nurses' nightmare with legs,
and if satan was real, then I'd be his
mother. I'm playing my part to the
limit. Next day comes and after a night
in this place I think I may end up
better off at home. I've been woken up
all night by the nurse trying to take my blood pressure and the vitals. I haven't been able to sleep a wink all night! "The doctor is coming soon," the nurse says to me. I see him and it's none other than doctor teenager!! I'm saying that they can't keep me here if I don't want to be here, that is called kidnapping, I'm signing myself out, he says, "okay you can go, no use arguing with you, you seem to be determined to
go but I am going to give you a prescription for Nitro, it's for your heart so use it upto a maximum of three times a day and not any more than that," "okay, when can I go, huh?" in a while. he leaves and I proceed to take that stupid needle from the I.V. out of my arm. It's now out and I'm going to call John. "hello, John? I'm ready to go!!" "what?" "no, I'm not running away!!!" "the doctor says I can go home now." I'm finally home and you want to know what? that is just the way I want it, if I were to die, I'd want to be home so I can die with my cats and in my
bed.
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