'Which one you fucking, fuckheads revived me'
'FUCK, who was it'
Two nurses and a Doctor are backed up against the cubical wall.
They look scared, they fucking should be scared right now.
The Doctor takes a step forward, 'I did'
'and why' I bellow at him.
he smiles, he must think he's on firmer ground now.
'you had a diabetic episode, you fell into a coma, your insulin levels were dangerously low'
I can't fucking believe this. Fuck wad. I shout cutting him off.
'Yes I know I had a fucking diabetic episode as you call it' I scream
the fucker steps back again.
'did any of you read this, when you so heroically saved my live'
I point to my chest and the ink on it, Gothic lettering, four inches high.
NIL BY MOUTH.
DO NOT ADMINISTER DRUGS.
'Well did you' I say pointing to the Doctor
'you' now the nurse
'or you perhaps'
They look but dare not speak.
I pick up a jug of water from the bedside table and hurl it in no particular direction and then I feel an arm grab me from behind, then another and another push a needle into my ass.
As I'm going down I hear the Doctor say to a nurse I guess,'who is he'.