The Doctor, escorted me to another room, on the far left wing of the hospital, there.... He said I'd have to stay for a couple days, to see if all goes well. I turned to the floor mirror near to the closet door, and there over my left eye, was a gauze patch, I must have drifted back to sleep, when I was in the surgery room, and they put this over my eye.
"Hey! Doctor Trinnan? Why is this gauze on my face? What happened to me?"
He turned his head to me, slowly. Then he continued to walk his current direction, without giving answer to my question. Many Nurses, made their way into my room to check my machinery, but just as the Doctor, none of them would answer, they were all about their business, as if they were without hearing. That didn't make my days there any better. It came about 2 weeks and 3 days later, they took me into the lab, to remove the gauze, I still have no idea of why I'm hear. Once they gauze was removed, all the Doctors and the Nurses, that were there at the time, took their places in a circle around me, as they all stood and smiled, one of the head Doctors looks at everyone, and says 'Its just perfect' what does he mean? What's perfect?
*ZzzzztZzzztZzzt!*
They released me later on that day, still without any recollection of what happened to me.
*ZzzzztZzzztZzzt!*
Was there ever, even a problem, I look okay, I felt fine, all was well........ The reason I was at the hospital? I don't know. *ZzzzztZzzztZzzt!*
"The heck is going on" I hear the sound of zipping, maybe like at bee flying past or a camera focusing, I see a sign in the window across the street, then all of a sudden, my vision zooms in closer, shocked and surprised, I remove my glasses, I see clear..... Clearer without the glasses, than with them. And there is that sound again, I look closely and take notice of a fly, constantly nagging me, 'Go away' I yell, but of course, he goes nowhere, O begin to swing at it and as i swing, my thrust gets more and more ruthless and violent. I stop to see 8 people across the street, stare at me, after I hear the utterance of one lowly, looking man call me a crazy fool, I left that darn fly alone and walked away, still wish i had hit him, in his little fly mind, he is probably thinking I'm a sucker, which makes me more angry. As I walk, I hear the zip again, i think to myself 'You stupid, little fly, have you come back for more?!' I quickly turn in every direction, checking for any onlookers and nosy passerby, nobody! I'm clear, I begin to swing like a maniac. Thin air i pummel for at the least 10 minutes, then I finally hit that dreadful fly, then I'm on my way home, such a long walk.
-TheDoctorRobbz
YOU ARE READING
Through The Sight Of Another
Science FictionThis is Sempiternal, for Thomas H. Clarry. He doesn't know why, he doesn't know where, all he knows is that, lives are at stake, and he is the only one to stop it.
