Wall Street Jim lay in his tent, thinking. His mind went back to something he had been told while still on Wall Street. He thought, “She told me there would be a manipulation of the financial system to get rid of many of the lower class. Oh, L’il Bob what did you say? You are ready to get something to eat? Ok, let’s go find Tim and Harold.” He left his tent and went to find them. While he was eating his oatmeal and coffee at the breakfast mission, he remembered what he had been thinking and realized he was having a great difficulty putting his thoughts together. “What can I do?’ He decided to get a notebook and pen and start writing down his ideas every time he was having clear thoughts.
Carl went to take food to the different rooms at the clinic. He opened room number 219, totally unprepared for what he would find. The rooms were soundproof, but when he opened Brenda’s door, the terrifying screams gave him a panic attack! She was writhing and screaming bloody murder. She had her arms strapped down so she wouldn’t hurt herself or pull out her iv. Carl left the food tray and hurried out of the room, being careful to shut the door tight. He went to the closest nurse’s station and told them what he had seen. The nurse calmly explained to him that Brenda’s hepatitis medicine and the suboxone to get off of heroin had had an undesirable side effect so she was withdrawing cold turkey from heroin which was causing the screaming. She said, “It will subside in about three days.”
He passed a doctor in the hall during his food distribution who was saying to the nurse he was walking with, “Take the patient 219 down to the basement to the room called Hotel California in thirty minutes. I will meet you there.”
That stood out in Carl’s mind and he figured they had found a way to ease Brenda’s pain. That served to calm his worries and he finished distributing the food and went for his break. During his lunch food distribution, Carl went into the room of a man who was also strapped down and was sweating profusely. This man was screaming, but Carl could clearly understand what he was screaming. The man said, “No more pink and purple elephants in here! They are too heavy, they will buckle the floor! Only gray and white striped elephants allowed! No!!!! No umbrellas on the stand! Can’t you see all of the umbrellas are hanging from the ceiling? What is wrong with you?” He went on and on and Carl figured he was also withdrawing. He left as quickly as he could and thought how grateful he was to be distributing the food and not having to deal with these people’s problems.
Carl heard Brenda again before he saw her. She was on her way to the downstairs, he guessed from what the doctor had said. Room after room had people hallucinating, sweating profusely and screaming. Carl decided the second floor must be for the drug addicts going cold turkey. It was one of the most disturbing days Carl had ever experienced.
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The doctor was waiting for Brenda. He was talking to his assistant and said, “You say she has no next of kin and she is addicted to heroin and has hepatitis? Well, I think we can relieve the pain she is going through. Brenda came in yelling, “You motherfuckers, you cocksuckers” and then she let loose with another long string of expletives.
She was moved onto the examining table and the doctor said in a calm voice, “Do you need some pain relief?”
Brenda yelled, “Yes, right fucking now!”
The doctor got out a hypodermic and gave her a shot. Within one minute Brenda visibly relaxed and stopped yelling. Then she let out a huge sigh and her problems were over. She was unstrapped and the iv disconnected. The doctor pressed a button and the bed slid over to the right, revealing a deep hole in the floor. He then pressed a button and her bed tilted up until Brenda fell off of the bed and down into the hole. The doctor said, “I have been waiting to do that. It is so nice to know that you ended someone’s pain,” and he scrubbed his hands and walked out of the room.
Ted went down to the engine room, apprehensive since his forte was automobile engines, but also excited to learn a new trade! He checked in with the man in charge and told him about his experience with cars. The man in charge, Luke, was happy to see Ted and was eager to train a new man. They hit it off, talking about their many experiences.
Ted’s wife, Gloria was tidying up the room when she had a knock at the door of the cabin. It was one of the ladies who was organizing the jobs. She talked with Gloria for about a half an hour about her experiences teaching. Gloria’s forte was teaching elementary school children, which was welcome news and she was put on the schedule immediately. She would show up tomorrow in her classroom, so she could familiarize herself with the lessons for the year. After the lady left, Gloria was on cloud nine! She had a place to live, food to eat and now was plugged back into her favorite work! Things were definitely looking up!
When Carl went to work the next day, he apprehensively approached Brenda’s door, remembering the screams that happened the day before when he opened the door. He opened the door to…silence. He could see she was sleeping soundly and felt happy for her. He set her food down and glanced at her and was surprised to see that instead of Brenda, it was a man in the bed. He thought, “I’m surprised Brenda isn’t back in her room after the doctors stopped the pain. I thought for sure she would be back.. What is happening?”