#Raphael can be exhausting for everyone - but Amurel likes him anyway

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Amurel Chronicles

Life in the Clinic

Hello, dear interested party! However you got here. I welcome you to the little reports I want to share with the world. About my daily life in the clinic I live in. I do everything – a bit of filing, physical therapy if needed, general care taker… sometimes bouncer, if someone needs to be removed from the premises.

It’s fulfilling work and I can not actually complain. But sometimes. The chief doctor of the place – he lives in the clinic – has some habits that can’t be ignored anymore. This. Shall be the chronicle of some of these events. Because it might be a good idea to keep track of the newest ‘trend’.

I do not ask him about the newest absurdity presented. The only thing to go on are the things that are left in the kitchen area or in front of his rooms. Or the occasional comment he shares in written or spoken form.

So. It got more absurd on the 21st of June. So that’s as good a starting point as any – it will be chronological and it won’t have a new absurdity every day, but hey. I have to work at one point, too.

2015-06-21

Doctor Israfil walks through the clinic and presents everyone with a ‘green card’ – which literally was a green card… with nothing written on it. He told us – the whole staff - he would now be able to try all the things. That’s why it’s a good starting point, too.

2015-06-22

The staff kitchen was clean. And I mean clean. As in… spotless. The garbage cans sparkled. There was no comment whatsoever. But doc actually visited the kitchen.

2015-06-23

The floors were polished. With actual polish. The floor was appropriately slippery, too. Doc had soft shoes on the whole day. Not sure how he made sliding along the floor look dignified, but he certainly didn’t walk anymore

2015-06-24

Doc looks sad – a patient slipped in the floor. Nothing happened. But the slippery feeling of the floor disappeared again. We could hear him approaching again. No sneaky sliding anymore. Someone at 1.92m height should not be allowed – or able – to sneak.

2015-06-27

The AC was broken. Doc stood in front of the cooling unit and stared. Half an hour later, he stood and stared at the manual. Another hour later he wore a boiler suit instead of a lab coat and the whole unit was in pieces.

2015-06-28

Cooling unit is gone. Vents, too. The house is still significantly cooler than the outside. There is a ventilator in the corner of the waiting room. Everyone just… kind of accepts it.

2015-07-01

There are plants in every single room. Some of them are blue.

2015-07-02

A patient sneezed at a plant. Everything that blooms is gone. Saw the Green Card. It had a stamp. It looked like an unhappy stamp.

2015-07-05

A pond appeared behind the clinic. With stones and plants and general pond-flora. I also saw a spade. Doc shovelled a pond. Over night.

2015-07-08

There are fishes in there. There were many fishes.

2015-07-09

There is another pond. A tree is gone, but there is another pond.

2015-07-25

Doc smells of perfume. This seems normal enough, but he never smells of anything. So now he smelled of perfume. And walked back three times because he first forgot the file. Then came back to apologize that he forgot. And the third time picked it up. Something must have happened.

2015-07-26

Still smells of perfume. Grins like an idiot half the time. Whatever it was, it was… good?

2015-08-01

Doc went away n the middle of the day, came back looking sad. But scribbled the whole time. Also: Wore glasses. He has perfect eyesight. I checked. Why does he wear glasses? Brainy-specs? Did he start to watch television?

2015-08-03

Nothing much weird happened. It’s suspicious.

2015-08-06

Doc netted me the number of the most attractive individual that ever graced these halls. Dude flirted, too. Holy crap. He’s off limits, because patient, but wow. Definitely not against another visit.

2015-08-07

Off limits to Doc, too. But he’s in the best mood he ever was. It’s almost concerning. Treated everyone to ice cream.

2015-08-10

There is cake. In the kitchen. A whole cake. ‘Good appetite’ it says. It’s still warm. It looks like something that got mangled in an accident, … tastes good, though.

2015-08-14

Cake tastes still good, but looks like a proper cake. Everyone starts to look forward to cake.

2015-08-20

You can make cake with carrots. And fish. It’s not sweet. But it’s a cake. It had a warning letter.

2015-08-21

The scribbling he calls ‘writing’ from his sessions got worse again. Or… he replaces words with symbols. There are birds on the pages. Many small birds. I suspect more birds in the house soon enough.

2015-08-30

There are more birds in the house. There is a bluejay. And kingfisher. There aren’t even cages. They seem to be okay with just… staying.

But yes. More birds. And more cake. He knows that cream exists now. And there were four different cinnamon cakes. He possible has a new favourite.

2015-09-08

Had to throw a potential new client out since a guest – they were the taxi for one of the patients -  could not deal with a bit of screaming. Rather annoying. Doc had nothing to do with it, looked unhappy, though.

2015-09-09

There was sand everywhere. He walked through the whole clinic and spread grains of sand. No explanation. Just… sand. And no words at all, actually. Brought him tea.

2015-09-12

There are tea plants in the garden. It’s NOT the right climate for them. They still grow. Somehow. Maybe because it’s such a warm autumn.

2015-09-13

Best cake yet. Had cherries.

2015-09-16

Hottest guy alive visits again. Always amusing to see the Doc actually coming back since he forgot something. What a weird day, today.

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