Feel The 'B' Roll

My ineptitude has nothing to do with the doctor, but I was going to have to rely on his sympathy, now that the nurse and my mother were over the effects of my pitiful considerations. Okay. I certainly possessed a few injuries, but, they didn't consider any were going to cause permanent injury. Thereby not really achieving any great school status or notoriety. The worse thing apparently about me being brought into the hospital, was the release of an unknown quantity of unidentified baby spiders. What do you call a baby spider? Spidette? Cubs?  No. They are actually called Spiderlings (I just checked). My spiderlings were to have propelled me into social awe and wonder at school, but instead of hatching out and terrorising a classroom, they had been accidentally released in the Accident and Emergency department. Who knows, no doubt the hospital sprays against insect infestations, but perhaps it was possible for a single spider or two to have survived their crashing impact with the floor. To have then escaped from the sweeping sucking of the vacuum cleaner, operated by the bored hospital staff cleaner (can you imagine what they must have to clean up occasionally? Wow. Talk about put a little colour in your life! - advertisement catch cry) and to then miraculously avoid detection, or being squashed by feet, trolley wheels, mobile trays, urgently moving nurses or slightly less frantic doctors and other items. 

Having successfully avoided injury or death. These spiderlings then find a warm, moist corner of the hospital complex and over time, feed, and potentially breed. Or to grow, larger and larger. To secretly leave their hiding places and between the nurses patrols and patient treatments, to find their prey. Imagine the potential food sources that would have been available. Patients unable to move. Some actually drugged into a motionless state (for their own benefit, not the spiderlings). Easy prey. To be further bitten into and depending on their size, to be wrapped for feeding. I wonder for a moment if the food chain could be affected by any drugs which had been administered to the patients, their food source? Could this affect the spiderlings growth and development? Could it create a super spider? Increasing intelligence. The spiders may have eventually been forced out from hiding due to their voracious appetites, and take over a room or corridor of the hospital. Undetected by other staff.... Eventually... Taking over a floor of unwary patients and staff. Yes, as a child my imagination was never in doubt. My grasp on reality however, you may wonder about. (And anyone reading this who can see a film script..... I'm sure it's already been done.) 

And back to reality. Not winning me over completely with his bedside manner or apparent  knowledge of biology, there was the doctor. Standing looking down at me. A frown on his face as he replaced the board at the end of the bed. Looking back towards me in a concerned manner (and remember I was peering carefully through the matted blood eyelids of one eye, so my view was a little constricted) he said the next worst thing. "Been in the wars then?"
(Continued tomorrow)