Caroline

I could feel the smell of aspirin or whatever pills it was hit my nostrils as I walked in.

I have always wanted to be a nurse who only treats her little and normal family with her knowledge but I also loved painting. Which kind of makes it an odd combination on one side and a perfect combination on the other side. I'd treat my family and as well paint them. Sounds therapeutic. 

I have never thought of working in and hospital but the idea of it doesn't seem that bad and now, looking at the nurses walking about the hospital right now just woke a tingling feeling within me. 

I walked toward the nurse at the counter in the lobby and asked her for details about a boy who was rushed in a few days ago. She directed me to the general ward where they were and the thought of being in a general ward as a teen sounds eerie.