recounting

on my ward

they had up a set time table

for when we could go smoke

and so no one really minded

being handed cigarettes like we were two.

one afternoon though

the cigarette aid was needed

to strap someone to their bed.

our cigarette break would be delayed.

everyone bitched, but stood around or sat.

i threw forks on the floor

and started hyperventilating.

a nurse rushed over with a paper bag

and one of the doctors,

over seeing the situation,

said to me

"laura, is this really necessary?"

to which i replied,

"you have no idea"

2003-07-17, 10:16 a.m.
design by bluechicken

previous����next


die
live
mail
profile
dland