I was in hospital
I was stuck on a bed, with a collapsed lung, connected to a suction pump, so I couldnt leave my bed. The ward I was on was mostly older people.

One day a dementia ridden african guy was allocated to the bed opposite me. He was very confused, which gave me an unnerving feeling, as he kept asking me mumbling questions like "Can I go to the toilet?", and "when is it break time?".
Obviously signs of his condition, but when your left in a room - just the two of you, can be quite difficult, as you dont know how to deal with his behaviour. I remember going to the toilet after him and finding a poo on the seat.

Afternoon came - nap time. I was reading the paper with my glasses off, the african guy sitting next to the window facing me, off in the distance but within my eye line.

Im not sure how long it took me to notice, but i could see he was staring at me...

I dip the paper, catch his eyes, ignore it, pull the paper up and continue reading...

I could feel his stare.

I dip the paper, the whites of his eyes now burning into me. He had a silly grin on his face.. .like he was laughing at me. His head tilted to the side. His hands under his chin.

I felt uneasy.

I shrug my shoulders, what was his problem?

"Are you ok?" I beckon. No answer...

I return to my paper...10 minutes pass... I go to address the problem by putting my glasses on and stand up... i look up and notice he isnt staring at me, but is infact fast asleep... with the light from the window reflecting off his eye lids.
(Dan dan dan They tik urh jerbs!!!, Thu 12 Jul 2012, 17:09, Reply)