“You are violating protocol!” Karen’s complexion turned an alarming red, but her eyes showed cruel pleasure. “You understand we cannot treat patients who haven’t been properly registered. You are terminated!”
“He suffers from dementia,” I argued, pointing to the man who now hummed quietly. “He might get lost or injure himself. We cannot simply—”
“Your employment ends now,” she interrupted, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She had waited for an opportunity like this since my arrival. “Empty your locker and surrender your badge at the reception desk.”
“Very well.” I inhaled deeply, straightening my posture. “Just allow me to finish helping him first. I will not abandon him in this state.”
After careful questioning, the elderly man produced a wrinkled paper with an address and phone numbers. I passed these to Lisa, the receptionist, who assured me she would contact his family immediately.
“I will ensure someone comes for him,” Lisa whispered, gripping my hand supportively. “Karen’s actions are unfair.”
As I removed my items from my locker, my hands trembled with anger and uncertainty, making me question if I had made the correct decision.
Three years studying nursing, two years of specialized elder care training, possibly wasted because I couldn’t ignore someone who needed help.
Before departing, I checked on the elderly man once more, but he had vanished. No staff knew when or how he had left. Guilt weighed heavily as I drove home, imagining him wandering alone on the streets.
The following day, my phone constantly buzzed with notifications. I disregarded the calls, thinking they were telemarketers or perhaps Karen, calling to further upset me.
I spent my morning updating my resume and examining job postings, trying to avoid self-pity.
When someone knocked that evening, I nearly ignored it. My work clothes were washing, my hair looked messy, and I felt unready for company. Yet something compelled me to answer.
There stood the same elderly gentleman from the clinic, except now he appeared completely lucid.
He appeared dignified in a flawless suit, every gray strand perfectly positioned, accompanied by an aide who resembled someone from a corporate publication. His gaze was focused and bright, sparkling with wisdom.
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