The Patient That Destroyed The Couch

Siham ElFarran

by Siham ElFarran

Story
In a world with no Corona 2022

“You are my favorite patient.” Big blue eyes peered up at me as I placed my hand on her back, testing to check for any more lumps.

“I am?” The voice was as small and weak as I had feared. Sapphira was on heavy medication 2 hours ago, so her sounding so tired wasn’t surprising.

“Of course, you haven’t bitten me once this entire afternoon. The same could not be said for the rest.”

A laugh-like sound escaped, and I was glad to hear that pain didn’t override her senses. “I bit you yesterday.” The voice replied, already sounding stronger. I moved my hand, removing it from the back and checking the front just to be sure.

“That was my own fault, I had my hand right next to your face. What else were you supposed to do?” I joked, my voice no longer heavy. All I felt was smoothness, no lumps, nothing. Good, that means it’s all out.

“Do you think mommy hates me? I sort of ruined her couch.”

“Sort of?” I ask, having already seen pictures of said destruction. That couch was beyond redemption.

“I definitely ruined her couch.” The voice corrected, guilt heavily laced in those 5 words. I took her face between my hands to get her to look at me.

“Your mom has been waiting outside since she dropped you off today. The only time she moved was to go to the bathroom. She is worried about you and will be happy once she hears that you will be okay. You hear me?”

I don’t let go until she nods and slumps down a bit. She was tired. So, I left her there to rest while I called her mom.

“Katie? You can come in now.”

“Is she alive? Is she okay?” Katie came in, her eyes were wide with worry and panic, and I’m sure she expected me to tell her to worst.

“Sapphira is going to be fine. The operation had no complications, and I managed to take it all out. However, she will need to take these pills every day after breakfast for a week.” I handed her the prescription, wrote the instructions on a piece of paper, and gave it to her as well. “It’s just a precaution. It should reduce the risk of an infection.” Katie sighed in relief until she finally looked at the pill she would have to give Sapphira and gulped.

“How am I going to get her to take something this big?” She asked perplexed.

“I have no idea. I have been a vet for 5 years and I still haven’t figured out how to get a cat to take her medicine. Good luck.”


© Siham ElFarran 2023-09-17

Genres
Novels & Stories, Science Fiction & Fantasy
Moods
Lighthearted, Relaxing
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