Andrea The air outside smelled like sunshine and rain, fresh, clean, and so much better than the faint scent of antiseptic that lingered in my hospital room no matter how many times the nurses changed my sheets. For two whole months, I’d been staring out of the same white window, watching people walk by, wishing I could feel the wind again. So, when Sylvia and Violet came to tell me I could finally go out, I almost screamed.“Are you serious? Can I really go out today?” I asked, my voice already bouncing with excitement.“Yes, but only for a few hours,” Violet warned in her usual calm, professional tone, adjusting my IV bandage like a mother hen. “You haven’t fully recovered yet, remember?”Sylvia grinned and added, “Which means no running, no dancing, and definitely no cartwheels.”I pouted dramatically. “You’re no fun.”“I’m a doctor,” Sylvia said, pretending to sound strict, “fun is not in my job description.”We all burst into laughter. It felt so good, like the sound washed off
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