Sophie is the nurse in charge of me and takes care of me as if I were her son. She has been working in this department for more than 15 years and loves this profession with all her heart.
Breakfast in the dining room was rice porridge with milk, sweet tea and oatmeal cookies. I didn't want to eat porridge, so I had tea and cookies and went to group therapy. There we discussed fears, some talking about spiders and cockroaches, others about snakes and lizards, and others about the dark. When it was my turn, I talked about the fear of heights, or rather falling from it, but now I realized that more than death due to a fall, I am afraid of loneliness.
Lunch was a vegetable stew with steamed chicken patty, fruit salad, and apple juice, and this time Sophie was watching me, so I had to eat more than I wanted. It should be noted that it was really delicious. After the meal, the department organized a board game competition, maybe after a while I will have a desire, and I will join them, but not this time.
Today it was quite warm outside, so I went out for a walk with everyone (in fact, Sophie made me), yesterday it snowed, so today we had a large-scale snowball fight. The first 5 minutes I tried to take an active part, but realizing that I was already too old and slow for this, I decided to stand next to the base and guard it, leaving everything else to the young fighters, so I spent the remaining 20 minutes of the game, after which it was time for a snack, where we were offered yoghurts with different flavors, I chose mango.
Now we are going to the gym for another workout, how lazy I am.
Today is December 31, 2068, Saturday.
14:34. For the last month, my life has been separate from reality. I've lost track of time, and tomorrow is the new year. If Sophie hadn't asked me what I wanted as a gift, I wouldn't have thought of this holiday at all.
It was only during lunch that I noticed that there were only 6 patients and 12 nurses left in the ward. Everyone else went home for the weekend to celebrate the New Year with their loved ones.
Walking around the hospital, I saw that paper snowflakes appeared on the windows, and in the corner of the reception room there is an artificial Christmas tree, I do not understand when the staff managed to decorate everything, although it is pointless.