He only went in to have his tonsils taken out, he said, and that was as much as he knew. Nobody had told him any different so he assumed there was a delay or that he was still being prepared for the surgery, not knowing that a tonsillectomy was meant to take 20 minutes. But he wasn't there for that.
He had been told by his doctor that he had a problem with his tonsils and that he had to go to a specialist hospital straight away. They were so quick about getting him there, he kept telling us, which wasn't bad when he'd only gone in with a persistent sore throat. As the weeks went on he'd started to say more about his problem, how he swears he checked it himself but doesn't know quite what he saw, only that he kept thinking of hedgehogs when he tried to remember it.
We all had similar problems and they aren't telling us what's going on. We check each other when we can and all we know after is that yes we checked and yes we saw something but we have no idea what. I only came in when I started losing all vision in one eye, leaving me currently dealing with these dark tendrils curling about the room when I take the eye patch off.
They never did anything else but cover up the problem, it's just what they do here it seems. They put a blanket over whatever is wrong with us and wait until we drop or vanish. I've not seen somebody vanish just yet but the lady in the next room told me that her roommate had vanished just as they were heading for the cafeteria. The poor woman's body had wriggled and flopped about in the air, then all she talks about is her grandmother's pincushion.
Most of us know that we have the same thing, though several are still in denial and claim they're due for their surgical consultation any day now. I don't think it's entirely their own thoughts doing this, it tends to be the ones with headaches and backaches that don't think right. They don't stand very well, generally flopping about listlessly, limbs twitching uncontrollably while all they actually talk about is how their foot itches or something else utterly inane.
More and more people have been coming in recently and the staff are now wearing full hazmat suits. I don't think it'll help them much - half of them are convinced that we're all here to see some great doctor who will cure us all without knowing what we originally came here for. They sound as certain as the brain and spine patients, they sound as sleepy as them too.
I don't know what they - what we are becoming but I don't think they've been human for quite some time.
He had been told by his doctor that he had a problem with his tonsils and that he had to go to a specialist hospital straight away. They were so quick about getting him there, he kept telling us, which wasn't bad when he'd only gone in with a persistent sore throat. As the weeks went on he'd started to say more about his problem, how he swears he checked it himself but doesn't know quite what he saw, only that he kept thinking of hedgehogs when he tried to remember it.
We all had similar problems and they aren't telling us what's going on. We check each other when we can and all we know after is that yes we checked and yes we saw something but we have no idea what. I only came in when I started losing all vision in one eye, leaving me currently dealing with these dark tendrils curling about the room when I take the eye patch off.
They never did anything else but cover up the problem, it's just what they do here it seems. They put a blanket over whatever is wrong with us and wait until we drop or vanish. I've not seen somebody vanish just yet but the lady in the next room told me that her roommate had vanished just as they were heading for the cafeteria. The poor woman's body had wriggled and flopped about in the air, then all she talks about is her grandmother's pincushion.
Most of us know that we have the same thing, though several are still in denial and claim they're due for their surgical consultation any day now. I don't think it's entirely their own thoughts doing this, it tends to be the ones with headaches and backaches that don't think right. They don't stand very well, generally flopping about listlessly, limbs twitching uncontrollably while all they actually talk about is how their foot itches or something else utterly inane.
More and more people have been coming in recently and the staff are now wearing full hazmat suits. I don't think it'll help them much - half of them are convinced that we're all here to see some great doctor who will cure us all without knowing what we originally came here for. They sound as certain as the brain and spine patients, they sound as sleepy as them too.
I don't know what they - what we are becoming but I don't think they've been human for quite some time.
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