Dr. Chicavonov: A Short Story

lower back started to throb with a sharp pain. I couldn’t bear walking anymore. Bryan insisted on taking me to the doctor. I didn’t fight because I didn’t have it in me. We left the walk and arrived at the hospital in ten minutes. Bryan explained to the nurse what was going on and he also told her that I have HIV. They immediately took me in the back for observations and to run test. As Bryan and I waited, we said a prayer, hoping that everything was okay. Thirty minutes later, a doctor walked in. He went over the test results. He reinsured me that everything was fine as far as my virus goes. He paused for a minute and

Overall, Dr. Scharf’s report is quite concise. He documented the applicant’s current complaint as neck pain, radiating pain to both arms, and occasional headaches, as

I looked up, his voice pulling my mind away from my thoughts. I tried to move my hands but something was restraining them. My brain was still foggy from being out.

"I believe his name was Jefferson, or maybe Lincoln--Washington? Franklin?" L'lana shrugged, waving her hand artlessly as if dispersing smoke. "One of them, anyway, whose soubrette ends in an 'n'." Her voice turned sulky. "You have so many." She shot me a glance through her hair; I couldn't tell if it was mischievous or wounded, and right now I didn't care. I was abruptly tired of whatever game she was playing: her and her mysterious "employer", or "master", both. I thrust the crumpled banknote into my coat pocket, pulled my office chair from its spot at the desk and straddled it backward, then rolled it toward her a few feet, so that I was blocking her exit. "Okay," I said quietly. "No more posing; no more pretending. Tell me who are you are and what you intend." She pretended to be surprised--not with a great amount of success, as any acting L'lana did was always aimed at the back of the room. "Subtlety" was not in her lexicon. Then she smiled cockily, picked up her handbag and strolled toward me,exaggerating the sway of her hips ever so slightly. "You won't stop me," she said. "You can't." "Maybe not," I replied. "Won't it be interesting to find out?" L'lana hesitated more noticeably this time. She barely glanced to both sides; her exquisite tongue darted out to wet her lips. Then, with shocking suddenness, she lunged at

I looked around the cramped waiting room and took a deep breath. I took another one as I tried to sink further into the uncomfortable black plastic chairs that everybody who waited for him sat in.There were a lot of things about this room that made me want to bolt out of the door- the sound the secretary’s long claws made as she typed on her computer, the smell that could only be described as a cross between sterile hospital and forest, Everyone else that was sitting inside of that office pulling at their collars and making noises to draw attention away from themselves, and the big gold letters on the wall that spelled out Dr. Luke Jones M.D..

“ I don’t believe anything you just said.” Lisa mumbles. What should I do? Should I try to escape? If I make a run will they capture me? I don’t know! I just want to live! Lisa ran toward Lester, who was waiting for her about half a mile away. After miles and miles of walking Lisa was violently pinned to the ground and tied by Lester’s henchmen.Lisa was trying to punch and bite their arms to get them off from her. “What are you doing!”, Lisa screamed.

Dr. Jordanov is the Assistant Professor of Radiology and Emergency Medicine and works at Vanderbilt University Medical Center. I shadowed him in the musculoskeletal and emergency radiology reading room. He quizzed me on different x-rays he had to analyze and then taught me how to dictate them. He would then refer me to a radiologist in a different specialty, such as cardiothoracic or abdominal radiology, to teach me other aspects of the job. These experiences were the first time I encountered an entire group of physicians so satisfied with their profession that they enthusiastically told students to pursue a career in medicine. Every physician Dr. Jordanov introduced me to encouraged me to become a radiologist because they were so fulfilled

In response, Dr.Valdez nodded with a slight chuckle causing me to suck my teeth. The fuck he found so amusing, I mused annoyed, Shit I want to laugh too. How'd he like it if the roles were reversed? I'm practically being called out for being a liar in regards to my own sex life; I'm also lying about who I am with; I am being forced to get birth control, although I am not and will not be having sex any time soon, not to mention I'm hungry and grandma won't feed me until we get home. Today just ain't my

"Your paw should feel much better now." He was right! The pain was completely gone. I made as grateful sounding a noise as I could, and smiled at him. I had decided that I could trust this human.

I smiled thinking how sweet he was, and waited patiently for him to go on, watching as he appeared to be weighing his words carefully, and having an internal struggle.

She was so nervous, scared, she just wanted to go to her room, listen to music, read, she wanted to be anywhere, except there, in this Doctor's office, which now looked smaller, ugly, creepy and dirty.

She said that the fact I kept working out (keep moving my arm) is the reason I had a pretty good range of motion in my arm, in comparison to most people in a similar situation, so it was good to hear that I was already helping with my recovery. Two days after, I went to my second appointment with the PT and she noticed some improvement, so she said I could add a 3-lb weight to the exercises she prescribed and that I could increase the weights as it gets easier; which was awesome news!!! So I’ll take it a day at a time; improvement is what I’m looking for and the end goal being 100% back to

Dr. Chikodi has shown high level of intellectual curiosity, independence and self-motivation throughout the time I have known hr. ‘Outstanding and Responsible ‘ are 2 words that describe Dr. Chikodi and her work. She followed resident during admissions, prior to rounds, was up-to-date with patient progress and management. She has a wide base of Knowledge, good discussion skills and presented information in a clear and concise manner during rounds. She endeavors to learn and supports increasing knowledge of others. This was evident when she actively participated in presenting topics of education during morning rounds/reports. I have observed Dr. Chikodi to be a compassionate individual, with a comforting presence and committed to making a difference in the life of others. I believe these qualities would make her a very good primary care physician that she aspires to be.

It had been a long day. Her student back at the S.S.S. (Secret Spy Services) had been asking questions non-stop that morning, her lunch date was interrupted by an urgent call, and now she was running for her life from Them. She didn’t know exactly who they were, but she had a pretty good idea. On a mission a few years ago, she had erased the entire database of a secret corporation. Elanor figured that they had finally found her; it couldn’t have been easy. Of all the agents, she was the best at covering up her tracks.

That was my cue to continue letting my mind roam, absorbing the factual intellect he fed me while witnessing his powers in front of my eyes.