The Snore Hospital Blues

Starring Sleepy Slime

Sleepy Slime munched way too many sleepy snacks, which made its eyes droop extra low. “I feel like a puddle,” it murmured, sliding onto a cushion. Because the room spun softly like a slow carousel, it decided, “I need help.” The air smelled sweet, and crumbs stuck to its glossy sides.

At the hospital check-in, Dr. Pip greeted kindly. “Let’s get you water and rest,” she said, which made Sleepy Slime feel safe. The lobby smelled like soap and cinnamon from someone’s snack, so Slime whispered, “Yes, please.” It agreed to tests after a short nap.

Dr. Pip rolled Sleepy Slime into a room with a new roommate named Seth. Seth had eaten too many cinnamon-toast crackers and now snored like a tiny marching band. “Hi,” Seth whispered between snorts. Sleepy Slime wanted quiet rest, so it tucked its nightcap snug.

Because the snoring kept booming, Sleepy Slime made a pillow wall. “Let’s map the snores,” it said, drawing dots and dashes on a paper. Seth blinked and nodded, which helped them predict the loud parts. For a bit, the room softened like a hush.

The plan broke when Seth sneezed a cinnamon puff, which toppled the pillow wall. His snores grew louder, and a nurse delayed tests, so time was lost. Sleepy Slime’s heart sank. “New plan?” Seth asked, rubbing his wristband.

Sleepy Slime chose teamwork. “We’ll build a quiet tent,” it said, and Seth grinned. Dr. Pip brought a small humidifier and water, because cinnamon made the air dry. Together they clipped blankets and made a gentle paper cone for the snore end.

At first, the cone made a honk, a new noise. Sleepy Slime didn’t give up; it shifted the cone and matched breaths with Seth—slow in, slow out—so the snores turned whispery. The humidifier purred, which calmed the room. Everyone sighed in relief together.

Morning felt clear. They cleaned crumbs, and Dr. Pip shared a simple snack plan, so tests could happen on time. “We helped each other,” Seth said. Sleepy Slime hung its purple nightcap on the tent clip like a tiny flag and whispered, “Rest works best when shared.”