6th Post

I arrive at my place of volunteering, the Emergency Room, expecting to do the same thing I do every day. Today was different. I enter the emergency room to find four more volunteers. We were then assigned a lot of paperwork, but with that amount of people it went by relatively quickly. After that we had time to spare so we started talking about things relative to our lives. Only one other volunteer was in high school and the rest were in college getting credit and putting stuff on their resumes. The conversation started with all of us involved, but soon the older volunteers started talking about college and us high school kids were forever cut off from the conversation. When we left for lunch we all went our separate ways, and in the end I was the only one remaining. I was about to leave when I met another patient on a bed in the crowded hallway who had a simple request: a juice cup. I had to find the person in charge of the patient because for all I know she could die from that juice. It took forever to find the nurse in charge of the patient and once I found him I asked if she could have it. He said yes and then I went to complete my task. This mission would be forever failed in my mind, for she left before I could give her the juice. It was a sad day.