First Guest Ever (Manami) Nov 2, 2022 23:31:23 GMT
Post by Suu Ueno on Nov 2, 2022 23:31:23 GMT
Visiting hours were often the time when Suu liked to stay in her room. As a very long-term patient, she had the luxury of having her own, albeit small place. The preference for solitude arose partially from the fact that she never had a guest, but she was hiding because the number of strangers walking through the corridors dangerously increased. And with that possibility of running into them... The girl was able to walk a little in the morning but after taking medication and the head physician's visit nurses chased her back to bed.
Suu obediently burrowed herself into the covers and blanket, as residents began the usual treatment. The folded sleeve of her sweater showed the cannula, a thin needle inserted in her left forearm fastened with a bandage. The translucent tube was transferring fluid that in a characteristic pocket was hanging from the hanger above her bed. The clip thingy, as she called the pulse oximeter was attached to one of her fingers and some of the cables from the sensors on her chest were sticking out of the gown, plugged into the machine on the side. The rhythmic, beeping sound was as familiar as her very own breathing.
The usual, right.
After a short chat with the hospital's staff, she was left alone. The day was cloudy, so Suu turned on the lamp beside her pillow. The white overbed table was full of colorful papers and origami animals made by the girl's hands. Some of the shapes weren't ideal, and the sheets weren't folded perfectly, but the number of paper turtles, cats, and cranes was only growing. An hour passed. Or maybe two?
After that time the girl's head became heavy and she decided to close her eyes for just a moment... And now she was resting her back on the pillow, her head tilted to the side and breathing even. In the palm of her hands was sitting a blue paper fish, while the room was shrouded with silence.
The door opened when a passerby peeked in and the girl raised her gaze, waking up due to the soft creak of hinges. Her sleep was always rather shallow. Was that nurse or someone who opened the wrong door? Softly shaking her head and rubbing her eyes with a small fist, she was blinking, trying to get rid of the sleepiness. Suu dozed off again... With that weather, it wasn't anything special but - what time it was? Did she sleep through the dinner again? A moment was needed to collect her thoughts.