"How has he been?". "Not very good Dr., he's still mumbling about surf and I think the twitching is
getting worse. Did he live by the coast?". "No I don't think so, has he be taking all his
medication?" "Yes, Dr., he seems to be ok with them now. Oh, we've been keeping his curtains drawn
and the windows locked." "Why?". "He's been throwing his slippers at the birds again".
Bill liked the curtains drawn anyway, kept the glare of the monitor. "They think they can tell me
what to do, a**holes. They're on my list".
A small tour of interns entered the ward. "This next case is very interesting, multiple personality
disorder. Most of his distinct personalities share the same paranoid delusions, very rare. And all
of his personas, that we know of, display sociopathic behaviours." The interns nodded, impressed, a
few made notes. A young post grad in a new lab coat peered through the small Plexiglas window in to
Bill's room. She watched him typing feverishly, hunched over the keyboard. He appeared to be wearing
his state issued cotton pants in side out, one sock, and three or four pairs of briefs on his head.
Bill turned suddenly and waggled his tongue, making her jump. "Ha!" Bill said to himself and grinned
his most self satisfied grin of the day.
A matronly nurse approached with a purposeful look and a tray of pills. The interns parted as she
reached Bill's door. She took a deep breath and opened the door. "Time for your pills Bill." "[censored]
off, I'm busy, they're all wearing Nikes again!" "They will still be there in a minute honey" she
said with one hand on her hip. Bill thought she looked a bit like Aunt Jemima before they made her
thin. "If your good I'll get you some extra Jell-O with your dinner." Bill sighed and shook his
head. He knew the [censored] wouldn't leave him alone until she was satisfied. "Talk to me like kid?!,
you're on my list!", he thought to himself. He snatched the little paper cups off the tray and
tossed the pills back all at once, waving away the water as she offered it. "Lift your tongue
please." said the nurse, wanting to be sure he actually swallowed them. Bill did, she smiled, and
much to his relief, she finally left, closing the door behind her with an institutional click. Bill
retrieved a sock from behind the monitor. He coughed the pills in to the sock and returned it to
it's hiding place. "That should be enough for a good buzz tonight" he thought.With a severe and
involuntary twitch he returned to his three news readers.