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...

