All 49 Uses of
chronic
in
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
- Across the room from the Acutes are the culls of the Combine's product, the Chronics.†
Chpt 3
- Chronics are in for good, the staff concedes.†
Chpt 3
- Chronics are divided into Walkers like me, can still get around if you keep them fed, and Wheelers and Vegetables.†
Chpt 3
- What the Chronics are-or most of us-are machines with flaws inside that can't be repaired, flaws born in, or flaws beat in over so many years of the guy running head-on into solid things that by the time the hospital found him he was bleeding rust in some vacant lot.†
Chpt 3
- But there are some of us Chronics that the staff made a couple of mistakes on years back, some of us who were Acutes when we came in, and got changed over.†
Chpt 3
- Ellis is a Chronic came in an Acute and got fouled up bad when they overloaded him in that filthy brain-murdering room that the black boys call the "Shock Shop."†
Chpt 3 *
- Ruckly is another Chronic came in a few years back as an Acute, but him they overloaded in a different way: they made a mistake in one of their head installations.†
Chpt 3
- Ellis and Ruckly are the youngest Chronics.†
Chpt 3
- The Chronics and the Acutes don't generally mingle.†
Chpt 3
- Actually there isn't much need for them to say anything, because, other than me, the Chronics don't move around much, and the Acutes say they'd just as leave stay over on their own side, give reasons like the Chronic side smells worse than a dirty diaper.†
Chpt 3
- Actually there isn't much need for them to say anything, because, other than me, the Chronics don't move around much, and the Acutes say they'd just as leave stay over on their own side, give reasons like the Chronic side smells worse than a dirty diaper.†
Chpt 3
- But I know it isn't the stink that keeps them away from the Chronic side so much as they don't like to be reminded that here's what could happen to them someday.†
Chpt 3
- It's hung on the wall right above the log book, right square in the middle between the Chronics and Acutes.†
Chpt 3
- This new redheaded Admission, McMurphy, knows right away he's not a Chronic.†
Chpt 3
- And when he finishes shaking hands with the last Acute he comes right on over to the Chronics, like we aren't no different.†
Chpt 3
- McMurphy comes down the line of Chronics, shakes hands with Colonel Matterson and with Ruckly and with Old Pete.†
Chpt 3
- What she dreams of there in the center of those wires is a world of precision efficiency and tidiness like a pocket watch with a glass back, a place where the schedule is unbreakable and all the patients who aren't Outside, obedient under her beam, are wheelchair Chronics with catheter tubes run direct from every pantleg to the sewer under the floor.†
Chpt 4
- ...Six-forty-five the shavers buzz and the Acutes line up in alphabetical order at the mirrors, A, B, C, D....The walking Chronics like me walk in when the Acutes are done, then the Wheelers are wheeled in.†
Chpt 4
- Most Wheelers are just Chronics with bad legs, they feed themselves, but there's these three of them got no action from the neck down whatsoever, not much from the neck up.†
Chpt 4
- Chronics: sit on your side and wait for puzzles from the Red Cross box.†
Chpt 4
- Like a cartoon world, where the figures are flat and outlined in black, jerking through some kind of goofy story that might be real funny if it weren't for the cartoon figures being real guys ...Seven-forty-five the black boys move down the line of Chronics taping catheters on the ones that will hold still for it.†
Chpt 4
- The black boys anchor the condom by taping it to the hairs; old Catheter Chronics are hairless as babies from tape removal.†
Chpt 4
- The Acutes line up at the glass door, A, B, C, D, then the Chronics, then the Wheelers (the Vegetables get theirs later, mixed in a spoon of applesauce).†
Chpt 4
- One of these days I'll quit straining and let myself go completely, lose myself in the fog the way some of the other Chronics have, but for the time being I'm interested in this new man-I want to see how he takes to the Group Meeting coming up.†
Chpt 5
- All of the Acutes are smiling too, now, and even some of the Chronics.†
Chpt 5
- Pete's been a Chronic all his life.†
Chpt 5
- Even though he didn't come into the hospital till he was better than fifty, he'd always been a Chronic.†
Chpt 5
- The old Chronic next to me has been dead six days, and he's rotting to the chair.†
Chpt 6
- She rolls her eyes for the black boys, but they are off tying Chronics in bed, nowhere close enough to help in a hurry.†
Chpt 6
- During the pause one of his pupils stargazes around and sees the gutted Chronic dangling by his heel.†
Chpt 7
- —and comes running back to the hanging Chronic to rip off another trophy and tie it to his girdle.†
Chpt 7
- He turns and looks over at the Chronic side and sees there's something to what she says.†
Chpt 9
- He suggested the speaker might be turned up louder so the Chronics with auditory weaknesses could hear it.†
Chpt 9
- But since it will be largely the Chronic patients who remain here in the day room with the speaker-most of whom are restricted to lounges or wheel chairs-one aide and one nurse in here should easily be able to put down any riots or uprisings that might occur, don't you think?†
Chpt 9
- I put down my window rag and go to my chair at the end of the line of Chronics, barely able to see the guys getting into their chairs and the doctor coming through the door wiping his glasses like he thinks the blurred look comes from his steamed lenses instead of the fog.†
Chpt 15
- I see a Chronic float into sight a little below me.†
Chpt 15
- He comes on down the line of Chronics.†
Chpt 15
- None of the other Chronics did that.†
Chpt 16
- The clean, calculated arcade movement is coming back: six-thirty out of bed, seven into the mess hall, eight the puzzles come out for the Chronics and the cards for the Acutes.†
Chpt 20
- Only Scanlon and-well, I guess some of the Chronics.†
Chpt 22
- Even the old Chronics, wondering why everybody had turned to look in one direction, stretched out their scrawny necks like birds and turned to look at McMurphy-faces turned to him, full of a naked, scared hope.†
Chpt 23
- The Acutes grumbled and griped at him and his towel, and the Chronics woke up to look around with beads blue from lack of blood cut off by sheets tied too tight across the chest, looking around the dorm till they finally centered on me with weak and watered-down old looks, faces wistful and curious.†
Chpt 25
- They could sense I had been singled out as the only Chronic making the trip.†
Chpt 25
- They could know because enough of the man in them had been damped out that the old animal instincts had taken over (old Chronics wake up sudden some nights, before anybody else knows a guy's died in the dorm, and throw back their heads and howl), and they could be jealous because there was enough man left to still remember.†
Chpt 25
- She stopped when she got to the middle of the day-room floor and saw she was circled by forty staring men in green, and it was so quiet you could hear bellies growling, and, all along the Chronic row, hear catheters popping off.†
Chpt 25
- They laughed so hard about some of the things he'd said to the nurse that the two Vegetables under their wet sheets on the Chronics' side grinned and snorted along with the laughter, just like they understood.†
Chpt 28
- And close the dorm doors and not wake up every slobbering Chronic in the place.†
Chpt 28
- Everybody had been herded into the day room by the black boys, Chronics and Acutes alike, milling together in excited confusion.†
Chpt 29
- The Chronics across the way had stopped milling around and were settling into their slots.†
Chpt 29
Definition:
of something bad: long-lasting or happening all the time -- especially of disease