Martinelli

I like to sit in back next to the window during report so I can space out when I need to.  There’s usually a lot of chatter about regular meetings, new regulations, and patients I don’t have any responsibility for.   That day I was looking down into the courtyard where three threadbare alkies were … Continue reading Martinelli

Diary

“So what happened? “ said the doctor, leaning over me, “Tell me once or twice from the top. Were you unconscious? ”  It was two thirty in the morning, and Doctor Vivian Westphal had been called in to provide a second opinion. How can you sparkle this much this late at night, I wondered. She … Continue reading Diary