A hospital emergency room

Mrs. S. Aiken

English 1101 – descriptive paragraph

August 25, 2009

A hospital emergency room

My eyes are still heavy but that doesn’t stop the overwhelming smell from intruding upon my pain induced calm. The smell was a sharp, unnatural smell of a mixture between light fragrance and climate control. The absence of any other smell is immediately apparent, almost as if it suddenly dominated my whole world. The feel of the sheets under my body slowly creeps over each nerve. Everything on my body feels rough and coarse, like it could never belong or be comforting. The gown moves in stiff lengths with the slightest movement of your body, as if I could never make it flow with the rest of me. The absence of other feeling is again apparent, coarseness the only texture flooding my body. The sounds of the room come together slower, as they are more diverse. Simple yet informative beeps quickly form a pattern in my mind until I no longer notice them. The clamoring of collaborative doctors that seem to distant for you to hear, or worry about. Still, I can’t help but wonder if they’re talking about me. My eyes finally flutter open as the picture slowly fades into focus. It hurts a little, there is far too much white. Again a sense overwhelmed with a singular patter: white and empty. This time, however, quite a few shiny-smooth stainless stell instruments dominate my sense completely.