Artemisia

Blowing my cheeks, I tap my fingers on my blanket.

It’s already past midnight, and the last nurse came in hours ago to apply my last cool compression for my head.

I feel so human, and I hate it.

I finally understand how they always use to say that a doctor is the worst patient someone could treat.

Dr. Davies and also the nurses showed so much patience with me that they deserve a medal.

They took their time to explain everything to me, or better, didn’t give up convincing me ...