Gemotions

The sterile smell of the hospital amplified the internal pressure. Sarah paced, the linoleum floor cold under her bare feet. Knowing someone else had the same condition felt… wrong. It felt like someone else was trying to get something she wanted for herself. The idea of competing for limited resources, for the best doctors, the fastest progress, the ultimate healing - it turned her insides to ice. She began making discreet inquiries about the other patient’s treatment plan, the specifics of their doctors, the schedule of their scans.

"And how are their results looking?" she finally asked the doctor.