The Breathless Fantasy...

There's A Fine Line Between Fantasy And Reality... I'm Dancing On That Line

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My heart guides me, but my mind always finds me..... "I could be in the street, I could be on a train, Or struck in some doorway down, In the pouring rain, Now there is not one place, That doesn't feel like home...."

Sunday, November 13, 2005

I Can't Believe It!!!

There's no way to adequately describe my day. I'm still in total shock, so I'm not sure exactly how much sense I will make. My day started out pretty typical. I check on my patients and made sure they had their medications and were comfortable. At lunch, I prepared "Emma's" lasagna that Susan had sent to her. She was delighted! Small things to show someone is thinking of her makes her day. We went outside for a little while so she could enjoy the reasonably warm weather and the leaves. She knew it was almost time for her son to visit, so we went back to her room.

I sat on the edge of her bed, telling her about some of the happenings during my week. I saw her turn to the door and her eyes light up. Her son, Bobby had flowers and gifts for her. I nearly had a heartattack when I saw him. No, this IS NOT POSSIBLE. He... he can't be. Her son. Bobby. My Bobby. The man I've danced with, dreamt of, hoped to connect with once more. He's her son. I know I turned as pale as Casper. I stood up, clearing my throat, trembling as I shook his hand. I introduced myself, and he told me he remembered me, it was nice to see me. I have no idea what I said to him. I tried so hard to control my breathing. I didn't want him to know I was that nervous. It was written all over my face. A poker face is something I just don't have.

I patted "Emma's" hand and told her I wanted her to spend some quality time with her son. I told Bobby once more, it was nice to see him. He thanked me for the care I'd given his mother. I told him she was precious to me, and I would always take care of her, and thanked him for the letter he left for me. The way he looked at me took my breath away. His dark mysterious eyes followed me as I walked out of her room gracefully, and took off running down the hall. I was in shock, I had to get out, and fast. Running, it's what I do best. I told Tracey that I had to have a smoke break IMMEDIATELY! When she glanced into "Emma's" room, she understood fully. I went outside away from the hospital and smoked like I'd never seen a cigarette before. Bobby... is her son. I'm still in shock. To everything there is a time, a reason and a season. Maybe I've found my reason. More later...

1 Comments:

Blogger Amey said...

Ooooh wow. Some day!

:-)

7:57 PM  

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