Dayshift 32: Doctor's Office 9 (Dr. Sohma)
Wednesday. The middle of a three-day work week. And Hatori Sohma was certainly ready to work.
It seemed funny, didn't it, to realize, at length, that all of his patients - all of them - were actually rather crazy. Of course he accepted what he found in his file, he'd read all the preliminary tests and verified the data, but it still surprised him that even the most sane-acting patient of them all was inescapably imbalanced. All these minds. Young, old - all fractured. It was a shame, though Hatori would never let on that he felt any sort of pain for them.
There were some things in this world that stood to try the soul of any man.
But today might be somewhat interesting. Two new patients in the morning, ones he'd never seen before. Simon Pastello and -- Dana Browne? He checked the second patient's file suddenly, to make sure of something, then sighed. Everything was in order, fortunately.
And the lavender in the bud vase on the table had been replaced.
It seemed funny, didn't it, to realize, at length, that all of his patients - all of them - were actually rather crazy. Of course he accepted what he found in his file, he'd read all the preliminary tests and verified the data, but it still surprised him that even the most sane-acting patient of them all was inescapably imbalanced. All these minds. Young, old - all fractured. It was a shame, though Hatori would never let on that he felt any sort of pain for them.
There were some things in this world that stood to try the soul of any man.
But today might be somewhat interesting. Two new patients in the morning, ones he'd never seen before. Simon Pastello and -- Dana Browne? He checked the second patient's file suddenly, to make sure of something, then sighed. Everything was in order, fortunately.
And the lavender in the bud vase on the table had been replaced.