Its been two days since Juliet's birthday. I've been at work constantly. So many of my colleagues are sick for whatever reasons but people are still getting hurt left and right.
God not just people, karens, they make me want to rip my hair out.
Here I was for the fifth fucking time today getting called down to the register after an insanely complications operation because some woman doesn't want to wait her turn.
I walk through the fogged glass doors and into the register lobby. I'm wearing classic doctor uniform. Blue T-shirt and trousers with a white coat. A medical mask pulled over my face. I see the problem instantly.
Some woman yelling at the poor new girl at the register.
Oh hell no.
"Ma'am excuse me, please stop yelling. What seems to be the problem here?"
She turns to me, he rounch face going pink from yelling so much, short dirty blonde hair swaying side-to-side as she studies me.
"Who are you! I asked for the head doctor!"
"Ma'am I am the head doctor. What is the problem, and please keep your voice down."
"I don't know who you think you are but you are not the head doctor. Your people will never be as good as us."
Oh fuck no. My people? That's the most racist shit I've heard.
Anger coursed through me blood. The receptionist girl is standing there shocked at the woman's words. People around us are recording and shouting at her.
"Ma'am get out of this hospital and find a different one. I will not tolerate you behavior."
"Who do you think you are!?"
"Someone with more brain cells and respect that you can compute, its surprising taking your size into accountability."
I sneer at the woman walking back into the surgery rooms. God people nowadays pissed me off. I could still hear her yelled as security dragged her out.
I strode to my office and flopped myself down onto my chair. I pushed off my glasses and rubbed my eyes, God was I fucking tired.
Juliet and Alyssa were out there somewhere ice skating right now while I had to deal with racist old women wh obviously have never heard of respect.
My door is pushed open.
"Dr. Young? There's a bullet removal surgery in room 103, you're needed."
One of the colleagues that wasn't sick, was here to recruit me for another three hours surgery.
Fucking hell this is gonna be the end of me.
"Tell the others I'll be there soon enough."
I said raising my head and rubbing my temples with two fingers.
My colleague nodded and walked out, closing my door as he left.
I picked up my glasses and strode down to room 103, opening my glasses and shoving them onto my face. I walked past many rooms till I got to the operation room. The nurses helped me out on gloves and a medical coat.
I walked out to the patient and reached for the already prepared medical equipment.
Thank fuck my colleagues made my life at least a bit easier.
***
It's 3:45pm. I have been through at least three different operations and I feel so fucking weird. Tired but fueled with anger, God that wan from earlier was still stuck in my head.
I gathered my things to leave and tok off my glasses. I was planning on going to the gym. Maybe that'll tire me out, or at least help me forget the fucked up people. On this earth.
On my way out everyone was either staring at me or staying "Goodbye Dr. Young.". It all confused me so bad but fuck it, I was too wound up to care.
I drove myself to my gym and parked my car in the parking lot. I got out dragging my bag with me.
I changed into a grey bagging tank top and grey sweatpants. I put in my airpods and turned up the music. God this was so much better than before.
I immediately went to the bench and started benching a few Kilograms. I closed my eyes and focused everything on benching.
I didn't stop for a second. No chance in hell was I going to. I would do this till I no longer could.
A bit of time passed and I getting a call. I pushed back the weight and took out my phone. Bright words lit up my screen.
Alyssa Young is calling..
I answer instantly but before I could say a single word I hear panicked sobs.
"Alyssa- what's the hell- what wrong-?"
"Juliet! The ice broke-" sob-" she can't swim! I don't want her to di-ie."
Alyssa was crying like hell, coughing and spluttering but I got the message.
Fuck.
Juliet fell through the ice.
