Dream #19

/ awake /

I let go of the medical chart of the patient that is under my care for the day. My head was pounding and stinging, so I gently massaged my temples.

When I felt it, I hissed as I moved my head to check on the patient in the bed.

Gretchen approached me and asked, "Kei? You feeling okay?"

I nodded gently and didn't say much.

"You're pale. You've been pale since you arrived. Why don't you take a day off? I'll take it from here," she suggested, and I shook my head.

"No, I'm fine. It's just a headache."

"Stop overworking yourself. No one's pressuring you here, Kei," she said and I smiled.

I was about to respond when I lost my balance, but she managed to catch me in the arm before I fell to the floor.

"Oh, no more excuses! You'll take the day off!"

They let a doctor examine me to see if what I'm feeling is serious. I'm also a doctor! I know that it's nothing... But it's hilarious.

It's ironic if a doctor is the one who is feeling something but can't put their finger on it. They're still humans, they will still feel different things or they can still catch different illnesses or diseases.

"It's nothing serious," Andy said after she finished questioning me. "A headache is normal. Gretchen told me you've been overworking yourself. Calm down, Kei. You've only been here last 3 months ago."

I shook my head and smiled weakly at her. My eyes are a little heavy right now.

"I know it's nothing serious, Andy. Gretchen is just overreacting. this will pass in a few minutes."

"But I have to agree with Gretchen, why don't you take a day off? The hospital isn't bombarded with patients today. We can take it from here."

"Fine."

Despite all of my denials, I still took a day off. But, as I drove, my head felt less painful, making me regret taking the day off.

But there is no going back now. I suppose I should make the most of this day. I'll go outside and get some fresh air.

I keep driving until I realize I'm in an unfamiliar location. I took out my phone and placed it in the car's phone stand, then launched the Waze app in case I got lost.

But when I made a U-turn and saw familiar spots, my heart began to pound hard from my chest as I saw familiar shops.

When I saw a new street, I turned to it even though I don't know where will it lead me to. I just feel compelled to. It's as if something is pulling me there.

There was a long path in that street that was lined with trees and lovely flowers. I'm not sure what got into me, but despite the fact that it appears to be a private place, I went for it.

Why does this feel familiar?

The road I was on was long. I'd been driving for a minute and still hadn't arrived to somewhere I think is the destination.

But after a minute, I noticed some men in black not far from me, wearing earpieces and looking as serious as hell.

They noticed my car and I was about to drive away, but they caught up with me quickly and signaled for me to stop.

They've gathered around my car, and I'm suddenly feeling pressed. Oh my goodness! I should not have followed something that keeps me driving in this direction. Am I in big trouble?

When the other man knocked on my window, I lowered it slightly. I don't know these people and don't know what they're up to, so I can't give them my complete trust.

"Miss, do you have permission to continue?" he asked, suspiciously looking at me.

I shook my head and replied in a trembling voice. "No..."

"Well, you have to go back because this is private property and you can't enter unless you have permission and identification," he said, and I quickly nodded.

"I'll go, I'm sorry."

When they all stepped back from my car, I drove away right away. Because of the immense pressure and stress I was feeling over there, I was breathing heavily. I'm about to pass out!

My head began to ache again, so I decided to drive home. And because I'm not sure where I am or how to get home, I opened my Waze app and followed the directions it gave me.

When I got home, I was alone, and my mother was still at work.

I told her she could just retire because I'm already a graduate and can work for us, but she said she'll work until she can't anymore, rather than doing nothing at home, and I kind of agree with her, if I were in her shoes, I would as well.

I'd already eaten lunch at the hospital, so I went to bed and rested after changing into more comfortable clothes. I have to return to work tomorrow. Hopefully, I will feel better by then.

I was trying to sleep when I remembered that familiar place from earlier. It was so familiar that thinking about it makes my head hurt even more. I have a feeling I've been there before, but I can't pinpoint it.

It was far from my house, it would take about 30 minutes to get there, and I'm pretty sure I've never been there before, so why does it feel so familiar?

I couldn't sleep because it was bothering me, so I took out my phone and looked at the Waze app to find the location. It indicates the address but not the actual name of the location, which irritated me to no end.

I tried to sleep again after putting my phone on the nightstand. I'll ask my mom about it later. Maybe she took me there when I was little and that's why it's so familiar to me, or maybe she knows the place.