Creepy Rags

"Promise me no drip (intravenous)"
'Insane', he thought
"I want to go home"
"I said I will decide" he said emphasizing his last three words.
'Oh god! Please no IV', I prayed
"Okay so you're admitted", the doctor uttered. 

'Damn'

The next hour;
Saline on my hand and 'no food, no water' rule on my head.
Complaining about pain is a crime

The next day, the next doctor;
"How is your pain?"
"It's still there"
"If it doesn't go we'll have to do 'R and D'"
"What?"
"Research. Cut it and check if there's puss or bad blood"

Did he put it so simply? Like 'R and D'? Is he kidding me? Or has he lost it? Is it a game? Oh wait! Can i scream?

His words whorled in my head
He might be kidding I thought but spilling water over my hopes, he didn't budge.
"Noo, the pain will go away like the rest of it"
"No, it's a matter of concern", a stern voice alleged.

'Dude are you serious?' I wanted to scream but he owns the house.
'No argument, stay quiet love', my heart said.

Some pipe was passed through the mouth of the lady next to me;
'Gross, I can't see'
'I am leaving the curtains open, you would enjoy the sight'
Drip was put to the aunt admitted diagonally and satirical smiles were given to me

Holding on to the medicine tray;
'It's your turn for Drip'
'No, how many times you want to give me drip? I already have, I am happy with this. Thank-you'
He blinked to the nurse;
'"R and D" time, wow tomorrow Operation Day. How much I love this.  Blood-blood everywhere', the doctor enacted to lick his fingers telling me to imagine it flooding with blood.
'Is he a zombie' I wished to ask.

Another aunty appeared asking the doctor's help for her broken nail;
'It'll have to removed', he said

Oh god! That fiendish smile at the door.

I grimmed.

"What?", he asked raising his eyebrows
"You kidding me? 'R and D' and now removing nail? Is it a joke? Is it fun? Hell No!"

I returned home converting 'R and D' to 'D and R'
Yes- Dance and Run.

Whooof. Creepy rags.