Assignment C

For our third assignment we were required to take one of last week's treatments and re-write it. As I very much disliked my fictional treatment, I chose that piece to re-write. For the piece I simply took the original true story and it's main points (head op, wires on brain, hospital) and made up some strange story. The only missing part is the mention of epilepsy.

I quite enjoyed this one as I felt very free to make up some story which meant although I had to keep the main points listed above I could make it as crazy as I liked.

So, without further ado, here it is:

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I had no idea what to expect. I didn’t know the process, the time it would take, what it was for or if it would even be successful. I knew I was going to have a head operation but that was it. I was excited, though, but that may have just been the high dosage of morphine they had me on.

I sat on the hospital bed, with it’s crisp white sheets and hard mattress, waiting for the nurse to come into my room and roll me down to the theatre.

Finally, an hour later, the woman arrived in her pristinely ironed nurse’s uniform and started to wheel me towards the theatre. By the frown on her chubby face, she really wasn’t someone I’d want to fuck with.

I managed a smile though and even worked up the nerve to ask her if the op could be filmed. Rather than reply, she arched her thick eyebrows inwards and gave me a look as if to say “What is wrong with you?”

My mum just told me to calm down as we entered a cold small room.

The nurse reached for a long, thick syringe, filled with a clear liquid and asked “You ready?” I nodded and without warning, she pushed the needle into my arm and I soon fell asleep.

An unknown number of hours later, I awoke in a small, cold and empty room with stone floors, surrounded by bleeping machines and wires which trailed into my head.

The nurse soon entered the room, followed by my mum and slowly said “It has begun”.

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Hopefully the sentence structure makes sense. If it doesn't, it's the fault of the word processor and having to use double spaced writing.

Assignment B pt. 3

The third instalment of assignment B which was meant to be a fictional treatment of a significant day in my life. I'm not too impressed with this but I'm sure it'll do.

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Pete hopped onto the hospital bed before the nurse pushed her foot down onto the wheel lock and began wheeling the bed, with it’s wheels rattling dangerously, down the cold hospital corridor towards the operating theatre with his parents beside the bed, trying to keep up to speed.

When asked if the operation could be filmed, the nurse simply replied with “We’ll see what we can do” with which his mum followed with “Be quiet and calm down”.
Although nervous, Pete managed to keep calm as he was pushed out of the lift and towards the generic two-way doors which you see on films and drama shows. Through the doors, Pete and his parents were in a small square room which would lead into the operating theatre.

“Are you ready for this?”, his dad asked calmly. “Yep”, Pete replied before the nurse announced the cliché of “You’re just going to feel a small scratch,” before injecting the anaesthetic. “Now count down from 10”.

At 5, Pete fell asleep, ready to be operated on.

4 hours later, Pete’s eyes flickered open and he tried to sit up, forgetting that he was attached to a machine.

After lying in bed for 20 minutes, studying his surroundings, Pete’s mum walked in and smiled, happy to see he was awake (and alive). “How do you feel?” she asked. “Sore.”

“Well just relax and we’ll wait for the nurse to come in.”

Upon saying that, the nurse made an appearance to check how everything was and it was time for Pete to spend a week attached to a machine.

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Hopefully the sentence structure is okay. If it's not, that's the fault of my word processor.

Semester B - Week 2 (Continued)

Here is the second part of my assignment described below. This is the dramatic script. I'm still not too good as writing for TV so this is far from my best piece but hopefully it'll get me somewhere in life.

Hospital bed is being pushed down the corridor by nurses dressed in blue uniforms.

Pete (laughing) - I’m getting my head cut open in 10 minutes. Can you film it for me please?

Nurse - We’ll see what we can do.

Debbie (Mum) - Be quiet now, and don’t worry. I’ll be waiting for you when you come out.

Bed is pushed into a small room and Pete is injected with anaesthetic. Counting down from 10, he falls asleep, ready for the operation.

4 Hours later

Pete’s eyes begin flickering open and he’s finally awake.

Pete (thinking) - Where am I? Who are all these people in these beds? My operation has just finished.

Nurse walks in with parents.

Mum - Are you awake?

Pete - (Mumbles)

An hour later Pete is wheeled back to his hospital room where he will spend the next week attached to a machine to monitor brain activity.
Grandparents are sat in the room, waiting. Both ask how it went.

Nurse - It went very well. We got the wires attached with no problems. Through the next week we’ll be taking records and checking all activity of the brain when he has a seizure then we’ll analyse and decide whether it’s safe to remove the tumour or not.

Family member - Are you hungry?

Pete - Yes.

A week of lying in bed with wires coming out of the head has begun.