I started to hear a beeping sound from a machine, but not any beeping sound: the type with the rhythm of your heartbeats. There was a pain on my arm from a needle. I looked up to see it was a IV dripping fluid into my body. i was very groggy and there was a forming headache so bad that i needed to hold my head with my hoof. i had no memory of how i got in here, in the hospital, but oddly i had memory of my life like what my name is: cherry top. I looked across the room from my bed, 2:06 p.m. I couldn't find the emergency button to call the nurses so i just yelled ,"Any pony here? what happened?", no pony came.
I grabbed the clipboard that was attached to the end of my bed: "Cherry top, condition: coma (head injury), its been 10 years since she woke up. "Ten years!?" I said. Even though my head was throbbing, i got up my on my four hoofs, took out my IV, and wobbly walked to the mirror. I had a brownish-red mane with a light red body and three hearts for a cutie mark. but I had stitches on my head with a blood stain. My head started to throb even more than before. "OW!" I said.
I wobbled to a wheelchair and wheeled out the room. As i wheeled though the hallway i noticed that no pony looked at me except one nurse: Nurse Red heart. She came up to me and said "Cherry top? is that you?" "Yes its me. Do you have any pain medicine?, my head is throbbing!" I responded. "Oh yes!" she said. she went into a room for a second then returned with a glass of water and a bottle of medicine. "Now, open wide!" i opened my mouth a little then she put the medicine in my mouth with water. then i swallowed. "it will take a few minutes to be effective, are you sure you're ready to leave you've been in a coma for ten years!" she said. I smiled not only because my medicine was working but also for her great kindness. "I'm sure..." I said. "Ok then, get plenty of rest, here is the medicine bottle, your follow up appointment is next week (for the stitches), and your therapy for the incident is next week as well!" she said as she rolled me outside. "you can return the wheelchair nest week during the follow up." she said. the sun hit my eyes as she walked away and waved. i knew things were going to change