The doctor sighed, a sound of profound exhaustion. We need an electrocardiogram, he replied, but the machine is broken. The technician left months ago because the pay stopped coming. We have no aspirin, no oxygen, and the elevator only goes down, never up.
When the nurse finally called his name, she didn't look up from her clipboard. She led him down a hallway where the tiles were cracked and the air was thin. They reached a room where a doctor sat behind a desk piled high with yellowing files. The doctor’s stethoscope hung around his neck like a tired snake. Juan Luis Guerra - El niagara en bicicleta
Juan left the hospital without a prescription, his pockets empty and his head still heavy. He walked into the midday heat, the rhythm of the city rising to meet him. He heard the honking of the guaguas, the rhythmic shouting of street vendors, and the distant, tinny sound of a merengue playing from a storefront radio. The doctor sighed, a sound of profound exhaustion