Emergency Room Dance

I dreamed that Dennis and I moved to a new bustling city and lived in a complex with lots of other people. I hated it. The teenagers were playing a game in the hallway and they were just knocking us out of the way and telling us to leave. I got so mad I said I'm calling the police! But then I had a terrible time trying to get into my own apartment and finding a phone. There seemed to be a lot of tables with empty pizza boxes on them and sometimes animals and children were perched in the boxes.

Then I was trying to cook outdoors over a small hibachi. The frying pan was small and I kept finding odd things in the bottom like a black napkin. In the end I was able to cook a small grilled cheese sandwich but alas I forgot to put the tomato on.

We were also by a pool. It was perfect and blue. There was a teacher and we were learning English from her. I was showing a boy from Germany how to make the hand signs for "go faster" and "turn left" he seemed interested. I told him the meaning of words like jerk and shiver. 

That reminds me of how Dennis was jerking and shivering on the emergency room gurney. I've never seen anything like it. I covered him with blankets and then a few minutes later he would be too hot and I'd take them off.

My own patience and stillness in the emergency room filled me with admiration and dread. I felt like I was standing beside myself observing it all. I felt that I should choreograph a great modern dance of the events in the emergency room. 


 by: D4E  at https://www.flickr.com/photos/d4e/

moon (super luna)

Super Moon in Italy, 12 july 2014
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I think it would open with the super moon rising over a crowded city. The music quiet and natural. Then rising and in the distance a wailing coming closer and closer and the blue and whites flashing and then big drums. 

Then HOT White light, glaring into the audience's eyes, right, and you'd be on the hospital set. There would be a claustrophobic feel. So crowded and so much action. The nurses were in multicolored scrubs and many of them had serious tattoos and piercings. They looked a little savage and fierce. They would be moving through the dance with a very directed energy for periods of time then they would slow and stop completely changing to a group of chattering teens making happy plans and flirting. Then back to focused staccato movements. 

The doctors were completely different from the nurses as if they were from a separate race. There was one doctor that looked like a barbie doll. Stiff Blonde hair, tight black tshirt and pants. She wore the long white lab coat open so her body could be seen. She would be a ballerina and dance with those quick flirty foot beats. She had a machine that she was always pushing from room to room. And the men doctors in their white lab coats followed her around trying to get her attention. Funny stuff.

There was a man dying in the room behind me. The door was firmly closed. Once he came out on a rolling bed and he was wearing a hot pink mask over his mouth and nose with big round pink plates to either side of his face. For breathing? His wife was short and plump she darts in and out of that room all night. More and more slowly, longer and longer periods between then she leaves and the room is dark.

There was a great cast of walk ons. Fire men in those pants with the big suspenders hanging down to their knees swaggering in pushing a gurney with a completely ethereal old woman whose dressing gown was off one shoulder and pulled down to her waist. So thin you could see the bones and veins. Her mouth hung open and dark. her eyes were squeezed tight. They put her in one of the side rooms and swaggered back out. Flirting with the barbie doctor. Then gone.

An old woman who sort of was helped in by some ambulance guys. She had a handbag with a clasp. The got her up on the gurney and left her. She had dyed red hair and took out her false teeth so her face collapsed. Then she passed out on the gurney for a very long time. Around 1 am a fresh faced boy in plain blue scrubs came out and started to try to get her attention. He kept saying "can you hear me?" and "Wake up." Could those be part of a song? 

The best part of the dance is the winding down of the action. Each of the people leaves the stage and their exits would be beautiful. Like when I saw a woman gratefully walking an older man down the hallway to the emergency waiting room door, then through and gone. One by one, slowly slowly till only a few patients are left. Empty beds everywhere. Nurses and doctors quietly sitting. Lights out.

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