Short Story

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12.What is the doctor said to Charlie’s parent in front of him for the first time?

Sergeant Taylor thought about it for a moment then handed over the note from Captain O’Hara and the one from the Doctor at the camp. The nurse took them, read the one from Captain O’Hara then hurried to open and read the one from the doctor. “Oh my God.” The nurse said under her breath. “I’ll send a runner to get Commander Hall now. He should be back shortly; can we get you anything while you wait?”

Derek screams while thrusting himself into a sitting position in the uncomfortable hospital bed, and the pain which he felt earlier commenced. A nurse ran in and began checking Derek’s vitals making sure that his body wasn't in shock or shutting down. “Your fine,” the nurse with bags under her gray eyes stated. “Don’t yell unless you are dying.”

“We’re going to keep him over night for observation. We’ll call you as soon as we have the results on the scan.”

“Hello. I will need you to fill out these papers and turn them in and the doctor will be ready in a minute.” The receptionist said. My mom, dad, and I sat down in the quiet waiting room as my mom filled out the papers I began to fell more

Glancing towards Joanne, Roy wearily asked, “What does that mean as far as his recovery? I mean, you said it could be about six months, and that isn’t that much longer…”

“What happened?” the doctor asked. In response, she motioned her hand back and forth. Nodding, the doctor gently examined the wound, careful to not induce additional pain.

“I’m going to need a full report on his wounds and injuries. Also, I’ll need to speak with him as soon as possible.”

“Shaun, you know I can’t let you operate on anyone right after you’ve been in a traumatic event.” Melendez could see Shaun’s shoulders begin to tense up. “Tell you what. Go sit in the waiting room. Catch your breath an-“

“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...”

smiles at him. “I’m proud of you. You know what your doctor said last week?” she asks him. He

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.

I ran to Ms. Gallagher’s room as fast as I could. “I’m going to take you down to radiology so you can get a brain scan,” I informed her. “Why, what’s wrong with me?” she asked. “I’m not sure yet.”

Seizure, probably, he assumed. He only saw a convulsing silhouette. As they rolled the newly acquired patient into the hospital, he felt it as his cue to leave the window and return to work. Straightening out the curtains he came back to his desk, reopening the file and beginning to flip through the important documents about one of his patients.