I don't like hospitals. I walked through a zombie hospital when visiting my brother today. There was no one anywhere. My mom and I walked the empty halls with empty desks and empty swivel chairs. I joked about zombies having done away with the staff and patients only moments before we arrived. I don't like hospitals.
An old man who could barely speak was in the bed across from my brother and stared blankly at a tv show he couldn't even hear. We sat behind a closed curtain talking in whispers, I felt small and uncomfortable in the chilled air of the sick. I wanted to scoop my brother up in my arms and run down the echoing halls to the car. I guess seeing people at their weakest points makes me feel uncomfortable, I don't like feeling like the strongest person in the room when I'm not feeling strong at all. I pray he gets better soon so I can rescue him from the zombie ward.
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