\"Before The Snow Flies\" - Audiobook Script Excerpt
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David from his bed, turned his head toward the door when it opened and then went back to blankly staring out the window at the opposite end of the room. Dr Goldstein had been warned that he was not very responsive to visitors. Especially doctors and her knee length white clinic coat was a dead giveaway. Major Keller. I'm dr Philomena Goldstein. How are you feeling today? David turned back toward her. His expression was one of disdain. How am I feeling? You've got to be kidding me, doc look down here and he pointed to the lower half of his hospital bed. See anything there? No, you don't. Because both my legs are gone. So how the **** do you think I feel? She opened her laptop and David's medical records were there in front of her. She glanced through them to see if he was on any type of medication that might heighten his anxiety as a side effect. What kind of a duck are you? She looked up from the computer. I'm a psychiatrist. His face lit up in a sarcastic sneer. Dr Goldstein could see it coming. Well, damn it. If I had a thigh I'd slap it. He totaled dr Goldstein steeled herself. Dr Phil as I live and breathe. Where am I? I thought I was in land still, but it must be Hollywood. If you're here. Where's the studio audience doc? I know you probably have millions of bored housewives looking in, Keller faked combing his hair. How do I look duck? Is this good enough for tv? Yeah, okay, go ahead and save me in the next hour, will you? She'd been here before when she first arrived at land. Still. Some of her professional colleagues had made the same joke. She'd shot them down with a piercing stare and then the comment is that the best you've got. I've heard that since my first day of residency. So no points for originality. The word quickly got around not to ever call dr Goldstein dr Phil She closed the lid on her laptop and shot Keller look oops, touched a nerve. Did I doc? She smiled at him. You did, Major. The smile faded from his face and he turned back toward the window, barely audible but sufficiently loud enough for her to hear David said, yeah, well at least you still have your likes. They are doing some incredible things with prosthesis these days, Major David continued to stare wordlessly out of the window. Dr Goldstein didn't pursue the thought any further because she really had no idea if prosthesis was possible for him or not. Land still didn't have a prosthetics department. When she asked the orthopedic surgeon who removed the remaining leg about the possibility of prosthesis, he shook his head and said he wasn't sure all. She knew for sure was that whatever recovery he was facing prosthesis or not, it was going to be long, difficult and at times even torturous. Dr Goldstein changed the direction of their conversation. We've kept your family updated on your condition. David turned toward her. I have no family. Dr Goldstein was prepared for this. Both of the LPC s who talked with him earlier said he denied having any family. So she decided to press the point, thumbing through his computerized file. She started to say, Your d. d. Form 93. David shot her a look. I know what my form says, but I have no family. Your father haven't seen him since I graduated from high school. Your younger brother? What about him? I haven't seen him, either.