Delicious Chaos

The governor was very popular around these parts because he had given us a grant for a new electrical generator in result of the city wide power failure. I personally regretted him giving us a new generator because i had to go back to school. Later in life knowing the governor personally came in handy when i needed a recommendation to get into Medical school. I left the hospital at about half past 8, i get in my car start driving home. I was looking at the stripper lights flicker blue, then red, then green the off. It seemed a little early for the gentleman's club to be closing (Vivian Johnson needs to make some money to pay that rent) but it made no difference to me. Cars were moving so i went with the flow, I could see out the corner of my right eye a red colored mustang fly past in the turn lane and swerve over back into the intersection moving about 70 and clipped the back of the doughnut truck. The mustang spiraled off while the truck flipped over and donuts scattered every where. I get out to try and help the victims of the accident when i realize the lights at the intersection where all off, and when i attempted to call EMS for back up it went straight to the dial tone. This crash had turned into pandemonium everyone got out of their cars trying to pick up doughnuts while the two men in the accident were rendered helpless because they were stuck between their airbags and seat-belts. Although the excess patrons were absolutely useless to me i could at least see because all the car headlights surrounding bittersweet doughnut tragedy.

The Governors Son

Another day at work in Sacred, Checking the terminal patients always seems like a waste. Its like sentencing them to death, when there is no crime that ignited the punishment. Yet its my job, and neglecting them is just as bad as neglecting the recovering cancer patient. My shift ended at 2:30pm and So I decided to drop by the chief MD's office. Thats always how it starts, small talk about patients, conversation about our lives outside of the hospital then the inevitable happens. He hoisted my body on to his ADA lab desk. I sparatically reached for the faucet head to hold onto. Suddenly the door began to open and he leaped back. I scurried off the table and behind the Old out of service baby MRI machine. This had to be the same one that my father had used to diagnose the governors son back 14 years ago.