Chapter 39 Sick

• My work on the next day became chaotic. Gone were the days of a perfect work streak.
• A newly hired nurse bumped me as I opened a door, spilling a dozen iced coffees all over me. My hair, my face, my white uniform, even my feet were all freezing and smelling like almond macchiato. His apologies were genuine even when he was stuttering but I simply waved an idle hand off and told him to be careful next time.
• Even when it's me who should be careful.