Blackout Act 1

“I- i think i'm fine , it’s not that big of a deal “ i reply trying to sound as normal as possible .

“I tell you I don’t know what it is,” they tell the guy in charge of personnel. “Since I started on that ward with that woman I feel like my veins are running ammonia. I shiver all the time, my kids won’t sit in my lap, my wife won’t sleep with me. I insist on a transfer--neurology bin, the alky tank, pediatrics, I just don’t care!”

“I’m sorry, hon’. She up and left,” the nurse shrugged, checking my vitals on the monitor. “Everything looks good today.”

“Come back in three days and we will need to get you on chemotherapy.” Eve said with her fake smile like always. I started to wonder if that is actually her real smile. I was beginning to like her. Then I went up the day I had to get the chemotherapy to where my mom was staying. My finger shakes as I am pressing the number 5 on the Escalator. My heart was racing I was scared to see my mom in her hospital bed. I hear a loud noise in the escalator doors slide open. I put

Doctor: [Angry after startled.] I think you should considerate of your daughter's body, even you

“Just calm down, it well be find.” She passed him a cup of tea, “They always have that kind of ‘conversation’ between the patient’s family members and the doctors...”

“Medics here, who needs help?” he questioned. It’s almost like Sasha never heard me tell him I was fine.

I was sore everywhere. I could barely move. The doctor runs inside moving his fingers in front of my face. I follow them then blink a couple of times.

D" Mariya reports that she needs sleeping meds and she said, “I cannot sleep at night and I need meds to sleep. When I was in the inpatient hospital, I use to take a lot of meds to sleep. The hospital meds was good and I use to laugh a lot." Writer asked the CLT, tell me what is the reason you're not laughing now. Then, she went to her bedroom and she brought the meds list and she stated, "I need this kind of medication and tell the nurse to bring it to me tomorrow." Writer told her, we are giving you the same meds twice a day. Immediately, she said, "I will see tomorrow" and told me to get out from her residence.

“I 'm so sorry I have to be the one to tell you, but your parents are in the hospital, and I am simply their nurse.” The lady explained. Becky sat there paralyzed, not knowing what to do.

Like a perfect automaton, the nurse proceeds to measure vital signs and note her findings with as little human interaction with you as is possible. After the nurse has completed her tasks, you must wait until the doctor pops his head in, nurse's records in hand. The doctor then proceeds to ask you some variation of the stock doctor question: "What seems to be the problem today?"

“Em, if we get detention we can't go shopping for prom,” she informed me. I sighed, and we started walking. We went through class in silence. Soon, I was in my last class of the day, French. One of three classes I don't have with Raina.

"So lucky for us, Dr. Martin is on a date. He is only around thirty minutes out from the hospital we are taking you to. He seems very skilled and should have no problem with your injuries. He has told me that you will be staying overnight in the hospital just for precautions. The hospital is ten minutes from here without traffic, so I think we should get going. I am having a wheelchair brought to you now," Karla tells me.

“Ah, I forgot to bring my medicine with me, so I had to run home and take it. I planned to come back, but I figured since you’re already asleep, it wouldn’t matter. Well, I better get back to the house. Mom needs my help today.”

“It's okay Tia, calm down. I already called you out of school today because I know how concerned you get.”