Your Job

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Your Job

[Just a day in your life while you was still a nurse, before the death of your sister.]

You walked through the halls of the hospital, heading towards the changing rooms. As you passed by many nurses greeted you, some doctors too. You've been working at this hospital for as long as you could remember, and you loved it.

You loved being able to help others, and you was labelled as one of the nicer nurses. You worked directly under Doctor Lawrence Gordon, you followed his lead and assisted everything he did, he would assign you to look after his patients while he goes through their results of any scans and checkups they've had.

Today, your favourite paitent was in, John Kramer. He's suffering from a brain tumor, he spends alot of his time in your care, and he's one of the very few patients who actually have a conversation with you, and let's just say these conversations were pretty interesting.

"Morning, [Y/N]." One of the nurses state as you enter the changing rooms. "Heard Kramers in today, bet your excited," you chuckle.

"As always, he's a rather interesting man." You say to her.

"Well you handle him the best. Infact he won't have another nurse now, not like Gordon would replace you or anything."

"I have that affect on people." You smile at her, which she returns then leaves. As soon as she leaves your smile turns into a frown. Most of the nurses here can be huge backstabbers, some are jealous of how your favourited by Doctor Gordon, and some are jealous how certain patients specifically ask for your assistance.

You change and place your items into your locker, locking it up then heading to Doctor Gordon's office. You knock twice, then walk in, closing the door behind you. "Morning, Larry. What's on the to-do list for today?" You walk to one of the chairs opposite his desk, resting your hands on the back of it.

"Well, your favourite is in this morning, so you'll probably be with him until he leaves. Keep him company." He looks up from the papers he was flicking through and smiles at you, then looks back down. "Hell be here in about half an hour, if you'd like to prep his room." You nod, Gordon then hands you Kramers files.

"I'll get on that then." You leave the room, shutting the door behind you then heading to the assigned room.

You spend the next half an hour making sure everything needed for the check up is ready and accessible, Kramers visit for today was a normal check up, which means he'll be having some scans and small tests done. You see some walk into the room, you look up and see Zepp. "Oh hey, Zepp." He also liked Kramer.

"Hi, [Y/N]. Setting up Kramers room?"

"Yeah, can't lie i was expecting you to come sooner." You laugh.

"I would of but Doctor Gordon had me check the scanning rooms."

"Typical, anyway he should be here soon so you can say hi."

"Ah I can't when he gets here, although I can when he has his scans." He chuckles. "Just wanted to come say hi to you then scurry back to my Job." You laugh at him more.

"Okay then, Zepp. Guess I'll see you in the scanning rooms." He starts to walk away, you hear his voice in the distance.

"Indeed you will!!" Hes then completely out of sight, just intime for Kramer to be brought into his room.

"Good morning, John!" You greet him cheerfully, making him smile as you walk over to assist him onto his bed. "Ready for another check-up?"

"As always, [Y/N]." He chuckles.

For the rest of the day you was assisting Kramer, helping him walk to the scanning rooms and back to his own room, taking his usual smaller tests, doing the drink and food runs.

This is what a usual day looked like for you. You was a loved coworker, and you truly loved your job.

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