I was sitting alone at the bar
Nursing my drink so I could sit longer and fill time
Before I’d go home and cry myself to sleep
This guy sat down beside me
He ordered a drink with a fancy name
He’s cool, got it together
His phone rings
He reaches into his nice coat and pulls it out
‘Doctor Smith here’
He’s a doctor, of course, I’m an out of work seasonal worker, he’s a doctor
I hate him so much already that it hurts
‘Okay don’t panic Nurse Willson….we’ll get through this ..is the patient responding?’
It’s obviously a dicey situation and he’s so calm and cool
‘Listen, I have to go to my car and get the file..I need to see his file ..if I give you the wrong information….he could die..hold just for a minute I’ll be back’
He puts his phone down and runs out of the bar
I stare at his phone….
My mom always wanted me to be a doctor
I pick it up
It’s a nice phone
I cleared my throat
‘Nurse Willson?’
I say full of confidence
‘I’m back, okay listen carefully…open his chest cavity and immediately begin to aggressively massage the heart’
Nurse Willson is obviously a little startled
‘Just do it Nurse Willson’ I yell… ‘I’m the doctor and you follow my orders!!’
She asks a question about the patients’ leg
‘Nurse Willson, listen carefully. If you want your job, you do as I say, crack open his chest!..’
I looked at the door of the bar..nothing
‘massage his heart or he’ll lose the leg…I’ll be there in five minutes’
‘And Nurse Willson, know that I love to drink patients urine, it’s so tasty…..
see you in five’
I ended the call…put the phone back down and left the bar
I’ll call my mom when I get home and tell her that I’ve been thinking
Thinking about maybe finally getting into medicine
She’ll be so happy for me
This is pure nonsense about nonsense. Playing God on a cell phone is not a funny thing...it is very serious...sometimes we just have to let go...and smell the rotting flesh...
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