I Am The Staring Eyes

1469 WordsFeb 22, 20166 Pages
“No we worked a few times together in surgery.” I should have said “I am the staring eyes”. We talked for a while, standing in the middle of the crowded cafeteria with our trays of food getting colder by the minute. After what seemed like forever, but was in fact just a few minutes, we said goodbye going our separate ways. I was happy he could not see the printed, larger than life, grin on my face. After that, every time he would see me in the surgery room, he would talk to me. He would explain some details about the surgery, but I had no idea what he was talking about most of the time. I nodded politely and tried to look interested when in fact I was just enjoying his company. I was one of the few nurses he would talk to and I felt special. He even went as far as adding me on Facebook and wrote me a very long letter. In the letter he wrote that he thought I was very interesting and that he wanted to get to know me better. I lost it. I was jumping and laughing hysterically like a mentally ill patient. I was happy no one could see me because I would have probably been interned. I wrote back to him making sure that I left my phone number. He called me and we went to dinner on that same night. I guess he never heard of the “Three Days Rule” because he called me everyday after that. The next year he asked my dad for my hand and one year after that we got married. Everything was going so fast, but it felt right. He was preparing to go for is fellowship. Once the residency
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