The more I stay in a hospital the less I like it which means by all accounts I absolutely hate it because I've been here since morning doing nothing but sitting around and participating in torrid discussions.
Looks like a small party will be going out of town to accompany the person in question for operation while I hold fort back home here and prime it for a bunch of well wishers and guests (family) who will no doubt begin piling up.
This journey and only just begun.
ICU is the most depressing place on earth.
People on ventilators, people with a hundred tubes running around their person, people screaming, wailing, dying and my heart doing backflips at every noise, nostrils giving up on breathing after inhaling the typical hospital scent.
Mortality rubbing my face in its uncouth reality.
So much for fantasy fiction.
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