The Doctor Is In

Making her way down the hall way, Dr. Roberts whistled to herself as she searched her handbag for the keys to her office. She had a full day ahead of her. She was seeing Willow first today. She wondered what dream it was going to be today. Who was she going to be? Mom again? Her sister? Maybe the aunt? Oh well, she thought to herself, who knew what was in store for her today.

Walking by the nurse’s station, she stopped to make idle chit chat with the night nurse that was waiting to be replaced so she could go home and get some sleep. Dr. Roberts liked the nurses here; they were all nice people to work with.

Continuing on to her office, she let herself in and set about to have everything ready for the day. She had just sat down with Willow’s file when she breezed in through the door. “Good morning Grandma!” She called as she sat down. Dr. Roberts smile and returned the greeting, “Good morning my Granddaughter!” and secretly asked herself if she looked that old.

And so progressed her day, patients after patients till around noon, which was lunch time so she got an hour break but it just started up all over again right after. Dr. Roberts loved her job, but by the end of the day she was ready to close her door and go home to her bed.

Locking the door, she felt someone come up behind her. She turned to find the evening nurse standing there, smiling at her. “Hello dear, how was your day?”

“It was okay, same old, same old,” Dr. Roberts replied with a smile. “But I’m ready to pass out at the moment.”

“That’s good,” the nurse said. “Here let me carry that for you,” she added, indicating her handbag.

Caring the handbag in one hand and leading her by the arm with the other, the nurse led her down the corridor till they reached a door with a trolley sitting in front of it. Setting down the handbag on it, the nurse picked up two cups and handed Dr. Roberts the first one that consisted of two small blue pills and the next one which was water to wash them down.

“There you go dear, all gone,” she said softly. “Now into the room you go, time to sleep.”

“Yes, sleep,” Dr. Roberts agreed. “Good night,” she said as she entered her plain white room.

“Good night Emma.”

“My names Dr. Roberts,” she corrected the nurse while giving her a look that asked if she’d lost her mind or something.

“Of course,” the nurse said indulgently. “I apologize.”

After making sure that she had gotten into her bed, the nurse closed and locked the door to “Dr. Roberts” door and made her way back to the nurses station to wait out the night.

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