Adventures with Emma.

Emma and I make quite an odd pair. In fact, we are the two oddest people I know.

Exhibit A: We both have a fascination with medicine and odd maladies.

This morning, when any normal pair of teenage girls would have been shopping, or watching movies, or discussing boys and bodies, Emma and I explored a hospital. I am aware that this is a questionable activity, seeing as hospitals are places of illness, vulnerability, and healing. The idea sprung upon us last night, whilst eating Thai food. We agreed that we both have a slightly morbid fascination with sick people. Emma is very interested in being a specialist doctor, while I am interested in psychology. But I digress. So, seeing as it was a nice Saturday morning,w e decided to visit the hospital in our neighborhood. Now, here comes the slightly controversial part. Emma had a pair of dark sunglasses with her, and not wanting to look like two brainless teens trolling the hospital hallways, we decided that she would feign blindness, and I would be her guide. I must say, as awful as some people might see this, it worked. Emma is a very convincing blind person. We walked the halls and wards, from Nephrology, to pediatric surgery, to OBGYN, to the NICU. We even had a run in with the infectious disease ward, though we didn't linger long. And it smelled awful on that floor. The elevators were slightly creepy, and the hallways were most silent, save for the occsaional passing orderly or patient.

It rather reminded me of the scene from SPEAK, when Melinda Sordino camps out in a hospital bed to have a "rest". We didn't find any hospital beds. After spending about an hour walking around, we decided it was best not to push our luck, and we left without incidence. I was pleased, because we got to visit the psychology department, though it was down a long twisting, creepy corridor. We didn't spend much time there.

I realize there are many "Exhibits", likr our late night tendencies, and much more, though I have limited time to post today. To close, I think that this is what friendship is about. It's about having adventures, trusting each other (she even let me lead her down a neverending stairwell when we tired of waiting for rickety hospital elevators, with her eyes closed!), and celebrating those mutual quirks that make us who we are. Love you Emma, you made my weekend!