'Short Story - The Emergency Room'

'Nancy Kerrigan flashed her ivories as she floated and spun crosswise the television screen. She stepped to the berate of the EKG and the morphine drip; she glided to the continuous rhythm of the ventilators rebellion and falling in the rooms below. sightedness her in the receding of the trauma intensive c ar unit surprised me at first. She looked out of place, low-key and tiny, transmitted from her codswallop palace to an outsider world of comas and catheters. I suppose Nancy served few purpose there, go around mingled with sterilized cream tiles and fluorescent lights. Whether she faci illumin wasteed entertainment or escapism I cant say, but are they genuinely diverse?\nThis particular day, I directed my gawking eyeball and hesitant steps to a glassed-in booth cluttered with machines. The master(prenominal)(prenominal) doors of the unit tight behind us with a heavy(a) lub-dup; there was no escape. To our left, gunshot victims groaned audibly with dimly lit r ooms. Gang fight, mum explained as we paced rhythmically along the corridor historic somber, faceless nurses and sterile snow-white counters. Her natural crisp khakis swung by and large too loosely- from her hips. Had she remembered to eat that day? Had I? My baggy colourationize sweatshirt hung like a hollow pillowcase on my lanky 13-year-old body, but the frosty emptiness felt up pure, reassuring. It echoed my bond with my milliampere and even that staid hallway. Together we organise a frozen, rawboned audience in anticipation of the levels main event. Nancy still smiled and twirled preceding(prenominal) it all, silently compulsory attention, but she was truely just a sideshow. Mom force aside a colorless chill to reveal the real object of our visit.\nThe body, intubated and impotent, materialized as sallow bits of color against pristine white sheets. The tiny regal toes of one root peeked from the force out of a mammoth cast. At the other end of the bleac hed expanse, a blue vacuum tube emerged and disappeared again between thin lips. sensation line ran yellow, the others clear, and a curious unite of urine, and disinfectant ... '