I fucking hate hospitals.
Let's just get that out in the open.
Never have, never will. The smell, the sounds, the
people. Yeah, sure, doctors are supposed to be the ones who 'help' and make things 'better', but they're all just pompous assholes who think they can play God, in my opinion.
With that being said, I went to visit a friend of mine the other day...at the fucking hospital. I'm not even sure if 'friend' is even a right word, but something definitely convinced me to go. Maybe it's the fact that the only reason she's there is because some sick fuck
put her there.
I'm sure most of you know him pretty well, if only by name: Ted Davis.
Mother fucker carved her up like a Christmas ham. Another reason I went is because she
asked me to. It was worth the trip, despite the location, but only because I was in good company...if that's even a fair statement to make, considering some of the topics of conversation that came up after all that she's been through.
I just hope I don't have a reason to go back there any time soon...for
whatever reason.
I
really hate hospitals.
( Dotty )( Tink )