Gemotions

He found himself leaning against the brick wall of the hospital, the cold seeping through his coat. His head swam, a dull ache throbbing behind his eyes. The fluorescent lights inside the waiting room had become unbearable, each flicker a fresh assault.

The nurse had called his name, her voice echoing in the vast, antiseptic space. He had to force himself to walk, the effort exhausting. He felt a profound drain on his energy. He could barely focus on her explanation of the blood test results, his mind wandering.

Then, Dr. Ramirez mentioned a name, a patient with the same inexplicable symptoms, a shared rarity. Suddenly, he wasn’t alone. A feeling of intense relief washed over him as he realised he might not be imagining his state of being.