When I Get Bigger I Want to be a Nurse

By Edele Winnie

She felt like her head was going to explode.

She was waiting in the waiting room.  Doctor’s office waiting room.  Skin specialist’s waiting room.  It had taken four months – four unbearable months — to get in to see this dermatologist.  Of course she hadn’t actually seen him yet.  There was no one else in the waiting room and yet she had been waiting there for forty five minutes!  What was the doctor doing?  Didn’t they know it took months for people to get appointments and then to wait— for no one—she wanted to smash the chairs, to rip the cheap crap paintings from the wall, to shred the golf magazines and kill the tall green plant in the corner. Continue reading