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Chapter 17 - Whoa! Del trips the life support apparatuses for the wrong reasons. Not near death, but certain life!

              

THE STORY OF DEL - Delete

This is when life support apparatuses should ALSO be clamoring, thought Del. Not only when he was about to die, but also when he was about to live!
La Vita è Bella!
"How did you get in?"
"After we met, you never let me out, remember? So, I'm not here," she said indicating the whole ICU, "I'm here." She touched the side of her head.
"That's terrible. One wrong impulse and I could turn you into a carrot juicer!"
"I know, but you won't, because I have a job for you. And it's right up your alley, and since you like me so much, I'm going to be your muse. And you and I are gonna be too busy having fun!"
"Whoa!"
And just as Del had ruminated, all the warning bells went off and it was a concert of ringing, singing, wailing and bling-blinging. And one of the apparatuses - Infusion Pump N° 17 regulating Medication Line N° 23 - even started playing the bagpipes. To hell with 'Near Death Experiences,' this was all about Certain Life.
Except it wasn't. Real World Electrons were circulating between email clients, in which the need for Del's mercy killing - to free up medical resources - was being bandied about.
Indeed, all the 'medical professionals' had agreed that he was doomed. His organs were damaged beyond repair. His poor liver only needed a bay leaf, a sprinkle of kosher salt and a glass of Sauterne to be classified a Pâté de Foie.
And in the cafeteria, after their collective examination of Del, the team of orthopedists had joked about how this was one of those rare times when tattoos would've helped to properly align the body pieces. But luckily for Del, whereas time in the conscious world went 'tick-tock' and was equated with money, in his dream dimension, one second could be a whole Belle Époque or Industrial Revolution. His only worry was that some stupid whim of his would transform Juula into a bag of donuts or a Ferris Wheel.
But she had spoken about a job 'right up his alley' - a clever move, because Del was a workaholic!







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