Paid to Care

I know I should go in there and stop him. I also know that no one knows I am at this end of the ward.

He is hanging there, I should untie him…

I’m not his primary nurse though, she should be checking on him. I just came to this end of the ward for a few seconds peace, away from the chit-chat, shit-chat of the other staff.

I could set the alarm off, but he is an annoying patient.

I don’t have to watch him die.

I don’t have to stop him either.

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2 thoughts on “Paid to Care

  1. You know, when there’s a huge massacre at a school or church or music festival, or some suicide that actually makes it on the news and I hear people go, “We never saw it coming, had no idea the person was going to do that,” etc. etc. it’s that bit about the chit-chat staff that crosses my mind.

    People don’t care, and they don’t want to admit they don’t care. They know how it sounds, so they somehow convince themselves that pretending or lying about it is going to work. Then suddenly someone’s dead, or a lot of someones, and there’s a huge mess to clean up.

    Yeah, you could stop him, and yet you also know his misery and ultimately you’re right, it wasn’t even your moral and ethical nightmare to take on. Sounds like something out of Elie Wiesel’s book, Night.

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