Chapter 21

She really moved in. And it didn’t take long for me to realize it was not normal.

Mrs. Tailor, a skinny orderly/nurse, came in once Dr. Richards was done unpacking.

“McNeil said you moved her in with Swanson. Why? That is not the order of things; I match and pair people based on-”

With a smile Dr. Richards cut her off, “I’m sorry, Christina, I should have informed you. This is part of Ms. Iverson’s therapy and-”

“Was it approved by her doctor? Was it approved by anyone but you?”

Dr. Richards kept her smile pleasant as she turned and pulled out a notepad. “Would you like it in a prescription form Chris?”

Mrs. Tailor was furious. She turned and left.

“It’s not over,” Dr. Richards said, smiling at me.

Within five minutes, Dr. Felter was standing in the doorway.

“Hello,” she said. “I was just dropping by...”

Yeah, like she was in the neighborhood.

“Jean, I have taken up residence in here with Ms. Iverson to oversee her therapy and routines. I’d like to get in the belly of the beast in order to make a sound judgment on her wellbeing.”

Dr. Felter nodded and said, “Dr. Richards this is highly unorthodox. Not only is Ms. Iverson not your patient but your presence on the board for her release was only temporary while another doctor was out.”

Dr. Richards never stopped smiling. “Jean it is very unprofessional to discuss these matters regarding unorthodox treatments and regulations in front of a patient. Now if you would please, let’s step outside.”

I watched the two walk into the hall and Dr. Richards was back within two minutes with a smile.

This bitch is crazy I thought looking over what she personally prepared for breakfast.