Gemotions

The bustling emergency room felt like a pressure cooker. The constant beeping of monitors, the hushed voices, amplified the anxiety. He saw a young man, clearly in distress, clutching his stomach. He was pale, his hands were clammy. Both of them were experiencing a flare-up of the same rare digestive disorder. He knew the agony, the urgency. He had learned the tricks to manage it. He gently made space for the younger patient, offering a small, reassuring nod, suggesting a specific, soothing breathing exercise.