Rose stirred awake, feeling like a train had run her over, aching all over, in places she hadn’t even known could hurt so much. She couldn’t bring herself to recall what had happened, but even before she opened her eyes, she knew she wasn’t quite in an unfamiliar place. Indeed, she was no stranger to the beeping monitoring machines. She was also far too accustomed to the sterile smell of disinfectant that hung in the air.
The clinic? She thought to herself numbly, opening an eye at long last. I didn’t even go back to work though.
She half-expected to be handed a chart, to be given instructions, and prayed to the moon and back that her shift would be a calm one.
But then, truth hit her like lightning, and she realized a split-second later, that she was there as a patient, not as a nu
