Mortal Hospitals

I look at him desperately, turning blue. I shake my head slowly and close my eyes, crying. The receptionist looks over the papers then starts playing Angry Birds on her iPhone. The phone starts ringing, but she waits forever to pick it up. "What?.... Now?.... Okay, thanks." She hangs up. "Taylor?" she calls sounding slightly annoyed.

She points to the door leading into the x-ray room. "The doctors say she'll need a quick scan to make sure it's really cancer." If I could talk, I would have been cursed this lady out. I know I have freaking lung cancer. I just glare at her, thinking of a whole lot of unflattering names.

An old looking doctor peeks his bald head from a window. "Hallooo!" He says excitedly. I start seeing spots in my vision, slowly slipping unconscious.

The old man chuckles. "No, no, young man. I did not make this room out of brick," Gods, he must be hard of hearing. "But you should really let me check to see if the girl as cancer." I mentally facepalm. I swear if I could just breathe a little and get ahold of a bow...

The doctor puts the giant blanket-thingy over my legs to protect them from the strong rays. "Can you come back here, son? I don't want to fry your brain cells!"

"No, I've never tried fire ants! Focus, young man!" He clucks his tongue and runs some quick scans. He examines each. "Uh oh. She has lung cancer." No dip, Sherlock.

I fall completely unconscious, unable to find any air. The doctor looks over. "Yes, really. Looks like she's dying a bit." He presses a little button on the walk and more doctors rush in.

"What?" He asks while examine Fred carefully. "Your hair is blue. Is that natural pigmentation?" The doctors set me on a gurney and rush me to the OR.

The doctor shouts. "No! Not Vegas again! NOOOO!!!" He rolls around on the floor for a good hour. Meanwhile, the doctors are hooking me up to an oxygen mask and preparing for surgery.

Ooc: make the doctor have a heart attack and die XD

Bic: I run into the OR ignoring the comments from doctors telling me I shouldn't be there. "Leave me alone and I'll leave you alone" I tell them harshly

Ooc: Evil! XD

Bic: Doctor What's-his-face imagines his x-wife that he met in Vegas--498 pounds of woman--and has a heartattack, eventually dying. I start breathing slowly, my heartrate beating slowly.The doctors give me some anesthesia and perform the surgery. It's a shame, because I actually liked the Neon Trees shirt that was now cut up.