|Posted on Monday, March 17, 2003 - 06:33 pm: |
It seems he's gone mad with pain.
-Better give him another sedative.
But doctor don't you think that's a little stupid?
Dont be familiar, he said setting his jaw.
This all taking place in a hospital attached to a casino called the Jokers Wild - the apostrophe left off the sign by some mysterious accident, giving the place a name reminiscent of say the fiddlers three. And understandibly this rather mitigated against the clinic's popularity. The doctors themselves seemed to take the name seriously, and perhaps as a consequence of this simple oversight, they'd all adopted a thoroughly slangy attitude, although they should not for this reason be assumed to be less incompetent than any other doctors ...
One of the surgeons is running to attend to a patient in an emergency, he freezes in midair and experiences a hallucination where space slides out from beneath his feet and he sees spinning vortices of multicolored neon hypodermics and pills - he seems to see before him a bright sunshiny room with white walls and a big window dead trees outside and on a table which is the sole furniture a bottle of pills - and as he approaches the whole scene seems to flash through his nerves, he seems to be standing in front of a gargantuan bottle of pills, and seems to be looking out over the surface of a planet which it transpires is really just a colossal pill, hanging in space. This particular doctor had received the call to addiction: this is a common but almost wholly undocumented phenomenon among healers, the spontaneous return, in one instant, of all their long-repressed impulses to partake of the powerful hallucinogens and painkillers they handle every day and nothing less than complete numbness, total delirium will do ...
|Posted on Saturday, June 14, 2003 - 09:33 am: |
Nurse? More sedatives for this one.