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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 1:52 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 3:09 am
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xxxxThe day had been like any other for Amelia. Doctors rushing about, children crying while angry parents screamed at the poor receptionist. Being a nurse is never an easy task. There is always someone upset with you, either it is a doctor fresh from med school who thinks they know it all or a patient panicking over a small lump. Many times Amelia told herself she was just going to quit and leave this place for good. Maybe find a job that didn't require her to deal with people so much. Whenever she began to feel this was she knew that this job gave her one of the best gifts she could ever hope for. xxxxAmelia quickly glanced at her watch. 12:30. It was time for her to check in on her favorite patient, John Doe. As she made her way to his room, she first stopped off at the gift shop and picked up some fresh flowers. xxxx"Another bouquet for your lover?" Teased the cashier as she watched Amelia pick out a bundle of red roses. xxxx"Oh stop that. He's in a coma..."she replied trying to hide the slight blush on her cheeks. It had been three years today since Leon had been brought to this hospital. Not once had anyone come to visit or claim him. She was the only one person to truly care for him. Every day she hoped and prayed he would finally awake. Amelia longed to get to know him. Whenever she had a bad day she would stop and talk to him. Not sure if he could hear her or not, it still gave her peace to have someone to talk to. xxxxAfter paying for the flowers and saying her goodbyes to the cashier, she once again headed for John Doe's room. As she entered, a warm smile graced her lips. He looked so peaceful as he lay there. Walking up to the bedside table, Amelia threw away the wilting flowers sitting there in the trash below and replaced them with the new ones. Taking her usual seat next to him, she began to speak. xxxx"So the nurses are considering a strike. I'm not sure I agree with it but you know. They always seem to have something to complain about." As she sat there talking, she occasionally would move his hair out of his face ever so gently or brush her hand against his cheek. xxxx"Looks like you might need another shave soon." she giggled as his prickly hairs tickled her hand. "I wish you would wake up. There is so much I want to know about you." laughing lightly she thought, I'm not sure there isn't anything you don't know about me... She frowned as her mind wandered to some of her worst days. "Its funny, you're the only one I can really talk to," she said with a light hearted giggle, taking his hand in both of hers. "And you can't even respond." A tear fell from her eyes as she spoke, landing softly on the back of his hand. xxxxNot moments later, the head nurse of the floor popped in. "Amelia, you can't be spending all your time on this one patient." said the older women in a rather gruff tone. Quickly standing, Amelia began making her way out.
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 3:56 am
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ϰϰϰϰ𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚡 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜ϰϰϰϰ 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 ϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰ There's nothing quite like waking and falling asleep in utter darkness. There's definitely nothing like living your whole life that way as well. That's exactly how it has been for me these past 3 years. All I can see is black. And even that wouldn't be so bad if I could at least move... Or speak... But no. I've been tossed into a special kind of hell most would call a coma. I remembered reading once in a magazine that most coma patients dream a different life when they're under. Why exactly can't I? Maybe I have. Maybe I've dreamed up some sort of nightmarish, ******** up world in which I'm a blind, mute, paralyzed guy who can't do anything but lie here. Now what kind of world is that? Oh yeah, my world... Honestly, sometimes its not so bad... When Amelia comes to visit me, my world could never be any more perfect. When she's here, I don't feel so alone... She always seems to brighten up the darkness that surrounds me, without even trying. I wonder if she even knows... When I heard my hospital room door open, I knew what time it was. 12:30. She always came around then. If I could smile, the biggest one would be planted on my lips right about now. I can imagine her making her way over to my bedside table and replacing the flowers like she always has. She's always be so sweet to me... Even though she hasn't even spoken yet, I know shes sitting right next to me, getting ready to strike up a riveting conversation with this vegetable. If only she knew I'd be responding and hanging off of every word she said... I laugh to myself as she talks about the nurses thinking of going on strike and comment that she complains just as much about everything that they do. I banter with her in my head as she continues on telling me about her day. I feel her softly brush my hair from my eyes, knowing full well I had willed it to be there just so she would do just that. My skin tingles as she touches my cheek... Such a warm feeling she gives me every time... As she takes my hand, I feel her emotions change and immediately I long to hold her in my arms and tell her everything is okay. I tell her that she already does know me, even if she doesn't even know my name. Oh how I wish you knew how much I want to respond to you, Amelia. How I wish I could will my mouth to move and create a sentence.. If only for it to help you feel less lonely. Now comes again the wretched nurse Julie to sweep my sweet Ameila away from me. I don't want her to go. I want her to stay with me and hold my hand just for a while longer. Why can I not do anything about her leaving me again?! Why can I not stop nurse Julie from taking away my sunshine!
"She can do whatever the hell she wants!" I speak. I spoke. Suddenly I'm aware that Amelia is not the only one holding onto my hand... I'm holding onto hers as well. ϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰ
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 4:12 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 9:54 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 10:32 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 8:43 pm
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ϰϰϰϰ𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚡 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜ϰϰϰϰ 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 ϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰ After waking for the first time in 3 years, Leon had fallen into a deep sleep, one that truly consisted of dreams and happiness... And Amelia... It was the greatest experience he'd had since the beginning. For three days all he did was dream and wander his mind in utter bliss. He almost didn't want to wake up... But as his dreams began to fade and the sounds of the hospital began to flood his mind again, he knew it was time to return. He just hoped this time he would really wake up. As the hospital sounds became more prominent, Leon wanted to sigh, he knew for sure he was waking up now. He made a small groaning sound as he turned his head. It hurt to move his neck but also felt so great. He stretched his legs out slightly and extended his toes. He wiggled his fingers and could not help the smile growing on his lips. "Wow," he muttered in a soft tone as he opened his eyes. As soon as he was able to see, his eyes locked on the beautiful woman sitting next to him. His smile grew. "Hi," he said in a soft, gruff tone, not wanting to move his gaze from her, despite knowing a few doctors and nurses had now entered the room. ϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰ
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 9:16 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 9:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 9:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 10:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 10:13 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 10:39 pm
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ϰϰϰϰ𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚡 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜ϰϰϰϰ 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗 ϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰ He laughed as she scolded him for the same thing and took his hand away, a slight blush on his own face. He felt so comfortable because he knew her already. He just hadn't come to terms yet that she didn't know him the same way. "My Name is Leon, I was born on November 18th, 1985 in a little town just north of Manhattan. My mother's name was Elise and my father's was Ghram, they were lovely people, I wish they could have met you. They died when I was young but that's okay, don't feel bad," Leon rambled off as he smiled at her. "I know you have a lot of questions, believe me I heard every one of them while I was 'sleeping'," he said while making air quotes with his fingers. "But don't worry, we'll get the rest of me later because I've been dying to ask you so many questions." He was so excited to learn everything he wanted to know about her. Even though he already knew so much, he wanted to know every part. ϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰϰ
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2016 10:46 pm
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