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Organ - Chapter 4

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ORGAN Chapter Four Oscar was not privy to the conversation his mother had with Boothe over the phone that morning, the overnight observation gave no results up except for the fact that in the eyes of the professionals caring for him, Oscar was indeed suffering with night terrors. Boothe was now cementing in position, he believed that the overwhelming majority of Oscars troubles came from his apparent eroding mental stability and the tumorous lump being a trigger, the straw that broke the camel’s back as the older folks would say. It was midday at Greenwood Heart Hospital when his mother finally arrived, she was wearing her name tag from work and coupled with her messy stray hair pointed towards another restless night chased up with a tiring morning. Mary made her way to Oscar’s bedside in all too familiar fashion and gave her son a kiss on the forehead, her hair didn’t smell like coconut that day. It was a minor thing to notice, but Oscar felt somehow less sure of the coming events bec...
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Organ - Chapter 3

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ORGAN Chapter Three Nervousness had become Oscars default state of composure since his admittance to Greenwood Heart Hospital, the stomach fluctuations of butterfly wings no longer felt worthy of acknowledgement. Days had blended together into headache inducing flurries of agitated prognosis and vague proclamations from medical professionals that each assured the young patient that everything was being done to correct his clandestine ailment. That evening would be Oscars first experience of sleeping in the observation room, he was uneasy at the prospect of being monitored all evening by machines that had previously triggered some sort of attack, but if Boothe was to be trusted then he was in his swollen hands.  “Good evening, Oscar”,  Boothe said as he ambled into the room with casual excitement.  Oscar noted a large red ketchup stain on his gown that the doctor attempted to hide with his badge.  “How are we feeling?” Boothe posed the standardised required question. ...
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Organ - Chapter 2

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ORGAN Chapter Two Tranquilly dull intermittent bleeps from an unseen machine chimed away as Oscar slowly came to his senses, his location a foggy splitting mystery, his head still clouded with half memories of the incident at home that evening. Feeling an unpleasant sting in his nostril he explored around his face clumsily with tired hands, a thin plastic hose trailed from his chest and up into his nose, the realisation immediately made Oscar loudly gag as his eyes filled with water.  His movements had finally caught the attention of a member of staff from the hospital who hustled into the room and firmly pulled the young man’s hands away from his face, rescuing the breathing tubes that now barely hung in place. The nurse stood readily by his side until the boy’s mother came rushing in, clattering into the doors and walls as she swung her bag under arm, she grabbed for his hands with tears in her eyes. “ What happened?” Oscar breathed out in a confused dreary voice. “You fainted...
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