Summary

Lt. Col. Vanessa Parting is con­flicted about her roles as mother, wife to an enlisted man, and Army nurse and about the wars in which she is deployed: Operation Desert-Storm and Operation Iraqi Freedom. Outside the soon-to-be-closed Walter Reed Army Hospital, where she fully rec­og­nizes the results of the vic­tims’ injuries for the first time, her war­rior and nur­tur­ing sides exchange foci, and she achieves reintegration.

Characters

Lt. Col. Vanessa Parting—Around forty. Played by two actresses. Both should look about ten years younger in Scene i.

Nessie: Dressed in earth-shoe-like san­dals and an ankle-length shift over a white tee. Curly hair long and a-fly as if glad to be let-go. (Possibly) changes to a uni­form in Scene v.

Van: In the uni­form of a Lieutenant Colonel in the Army Nurse Corps. Hair up and under her cap.

Scenes

Scene i. The First Time (Operation Desert-Storm)
Prop(s): Sound (and per­haps image) of a sep­a­rat­ing oil pipe; breast pump.

Scene ii. The Second Time (Operation Iraqi Freedom)
Prop(s): Party hat and horn, sign with “Happy Birthday, Mindy!”

Scene iii. The First Base the Second-Time-Around
Prop(s): A lap­top. The makeshift seat is prob­a­bly a cot.

Scene iv. The Second Base the Second-Time-Around
Prop(s): Same as Scene iii.

Scene v. Outside Walter Reed Army Hospital
Prop(s): Hospital iden­ti­fied con­tex­tu­ally. Sound (and per­haps image) of recon­nect­ing oil pipe

Setting

Iraq; (Outside) Walter Reed Hospital

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Scene i. The First Time (Operation Desert-Storm)

(Before the lights come up, we hear [Perhaps an image appears on a screen.] a heavy oil pipeline dis­con­nect­ing and clang­ing loudly as the two parts hit and bounce. Lights up. NESSIE, hold­ing a breast pump limply in one hand, hugs her breasts, winces from the pain. VAN, hands on hips, stands look­ing at her harshly.)

VAN

Put down that stu­pid breast pump! It’s embarrassing.

NESSIE

It hurts. Eight days, and I’ll dry up.

VAN

Eight days, and Operation Desert-Storm will be over, dried up, and a lot of our troops will come home to dry out. As in every war in every place all over the world.

NESSIE

Eight days...

VAN

Dry up now, for Christ’s sake, before some­body hears you. Sees you! Stop hold­ing your­self that way. Get a hold on your­self. Get a grip! Or an Iraqi SCUD mis­sile will dry you up permanently.

NESSIE

The baby—

VAN

You knew the call could come any time. You expect the Army to do call-ups at your con­ve­nience? Get a life! Get an Army life! Or just set­tle for the one it’s given you. Nursing, my boobs! Nurse! You’re an Army nurse. An offi­cer in the Army Nurse Corps. Act like it!

NESSIE

The baby—

VAN

The baby won’t even know you’re gone. She’s a baby, for Christ’s sake. What do babies know? Now if it were a teenager, say, or a mid­dle schooler even...