Skyden 63

Bad Beginnings

Hospitals, I hate em but I need em, that was my saying to most of em in Kansas City, Missouri. I was a diabetic, age 20, brown hair and eyes and 6 foot 7 inches. I grew to hate the sanitary nature of hospitals whenever I needed to go to them, but my sister had to go to one for a surgical operation as we were almost twins. It was raining at 7:30 pm daylight savings time winter and I often got the notion that bad things happened around this time, our doctor was Dr. Contris Ravodo as he met with my sister and then said I had the opportunity to get some extra cash by being the first to offer my body for a pancreases transplant. I exclaimed with excitement as I agreed to it. Little did I know of the many residents and "residents" that lived there in the 100 floors of the hospital of Skyden. We were moved to the 5th floor of the hospital where the beginning of the residential areas began.