Monday, November 4, 2013

Cheryl's Dream



Welcome to Dreams of a CrackerJack Nurse.    



Pushing through the crowd of bikers holding signs in front of the hospital, I'm glad there is a breeze coming from that golden-gray cloud over the sunrise.

The I.V. Line from the I.V. Bag is trailing behind me and I fear a dirty biker is going to step on it. But no matter how much I loop the line around my elbow, part of it keeps trailing over the pavement and rocks. I must get this I.V. to a patient! Probably a pediatric patient, I think, as I realize for the first time the tubing is pink with little glitters on it.

I look over at the pint-sized pink refrigerators on the sidewalk and notice they have been converted to outdoor toilets.

The X-ray tech is staring at me through a hospital window. He looks unhappy about me, but it doesn't bother me since he is stupid.

Inside the revolving door (I'm amazed! How do we get stretchers through revolving doors?!!?) I notice the X-ray guy is giving patients pedicures. I cannot believe I am a patient getting a pedicure! The X-ray guy is very rough. I wonder if he is the one they fired over that little girl.

Suddenly I remember my son, Riley. He is having his tonsils out, probably right now! And I was bringing him a Popsicle or something. I panic, and hurry down the wide dimly lit hall looking for an elevator to the 4th Floor where the Operating Room is. I see about twelve elevators. I start getting dizzy. I want to ride in the elevator with another person so I don't lose my mind if we get stuck in a box.
 But everybody gets their own elevator.
Maybe I could walk the stairs, but then everybody would know I 'm stupid.
I press a button on one of the many elevators. I don't want it to come but it comes. 
The elevator doors open revealing that it is not level. I can only see 1/3rd of the elevator and the rest is a deep dark shaft. I will have to climb up to even get into the elevator. Not only am I dizzy, I stagger around.
I see a cook with a tray of food.
Going up?” I ask.
Nope. Going down.”


Nausea awakens me as I stare into the darkness.
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