"Kara?"
"Yes Nurse Stacy?"
"Dr. Lipp would like to see you in his office." And at that I mentally groaned.
Dr. Lipp is what everyone else calls a physiatrist. To me he's a whack-job just like the rest of us but that's not how they see it. So as I was wondering down the hallway with nurses at every corner I started wondering how he looked at the rest of us. And I planned on asking him.
I made my way through the door to his office and sat down in the chair that was way to fluffy for my liking and waited for him to look up and start asking me how I was feeling so I could go back to sleeping.
"Good morning Kara." Was all he said as he looked at me slowing, checking my face for any emotions he could see and when he didn't find any he let out a puff of air and turned his chair to face me.
"What do you want to talk about today?"
"You." Was all I said and his eyes got wide as a golfball.
He looked at me with confusion before he spoke again. Afraid of what I would say. "Why me Kara?"
A smile spread it's way across my face and I asked "What do you think of me. Of all of the patients in this building. What do you see us as? Crazy?"
The confusion stayed on this face before it turned into one where you could see the smoke coming out of his ears because of how hard he was thinking.
"I think your just a soul that got lost on the way to where you belong." And now it was my turn to be confused.
As I put my hand up I said "Dr. Lipp, look at my hand and tell me what you see."
He looked at my hand for a few second before he responded. "I see your palm, your love line and your life line. Although, I couldn't tell you which is which." As he said it he almost looked proud.
Disappointed I looked at him an turned my hand over. "When you see my fingers, knuckles and nails then you can help." And with that I stood up and walked to the door.
"Think about that for a while then call me back in here." And I left, leaving a stunned doctor sitting in his chair.
The reason I told asked him that was because he's a doctor. He see more complicated things, like love lines. You can't help someone when you make things more complicated than they are. When he learns to see the simpler things in life, or on my hand, then he'll be able to help me. It's simple really. Just like it should be.
After I got back to class I picked up the papers and a pencil sitting in front of the door and found a seat next to Kyle. Class was boring as usual and all we did was talk about how to control our anger with 'coping skills'.
Before I knew it lunch rolled around and we were making our way to the lunch room in a single file line like first graders. I was always the first to get me lunch so I had longer to eat. Not that I wanted to.
Every time I had to eat I felt like a whale. A nurse was watching me and I couldn't go to the bathroom by myself for an hour after I ate.
After I got my food I wandered to the table in the corner and sat down, waiting for Kyle and his friends. When my mind started to wonder.
Flashback
"Miss. White, you may not be able to walk again. Between the damage done to the nerves in your legs and the internal damage caused by the medication your body may not be able to physical perform the activity of walking." I felt like my heart shattered into a million pieces. Everything I had worked for I may never be able to do again.
My legs felt like fire was ripping through my veins, burning my legs from the inside out. I was currently in a large t-shirt provided by a doctor that worked here because the gown was to large and rubbed by legs.
"If God won't let me die he's gonna let me walk again." Was all I said before I scooted down the bed and pulled a blanket over my upper body and fell into a deep sleep.
Flashback over
"Damn she's really out of it."
"Let's see if we can smack her out of it."
"You touch me and I will personally cut your balls off and feed them to you." I said as I glared at Kyle and his friends.
Kyle simple looked at me and said "grr" before stuffing more food in his mouth.
Is sat and picked at my food for the next hour of lunch and managed to eat a little under half of my Mac n cheese and corn. Odd combination but that's the only half decent food here.
After checking with the nurse I dumped my tray and walked to the door, waiting for everyone so I could go take a nap.
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Sorry it's not a very long chapter but I will make it up to you. I was having writer block and I couldn't think of what to write.
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.
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