/The animal attack that had occurred last night has seemed to have been a hit and miss situation. The survivor of the attack, 18 year old High School student Sandi Griffin seems to be doing well in the local hospital and officials are still on the lookout for the creature that attacked./ The TV caster stood in front of a caution-tape scene where the corpse of a 35 year old man lay surrounded in a pool of his own blood. His body torn to shreds. /Unfortunately for police, the other victim of the attack, Jonathan Jones has been found dead./
Sandi stared at the TV and then at her bandaged extremities. "I'm starting to think I'd rather have been attacked by that naked man than that stupid whatever it was." She glanced back at the TV and sighed using her uninjured arm to grab a hairbrush off the side table. "I really hope this doesn't hurt my social life."
As Sandi began brushing her hair, Quinn barged in through the doors in a panic. "Oh my gosh Sandi, are you alright? I came the moment I heard about the attack.. and got ready and stuff...!"
Sandi stopped brushing her hair the moment the red-head began to speak and sighed, "I'm fine, Quinn." She spoke in her usual tone, "In fact, I feel like... really, really fine, thanks for asking."
Quinn went over to Sandi and hugged her good side, "I was sooooo worried Sandi." Looking at the casts Quinn gasped, "I really hope it's not scarred that badly. I mean, they're really working on getting new scar medications out. When I get home I'll ask my sis- adopted cousin about different types of scar remedies."
Sandi rolled her eyes, scowling at Quinn, "Right..." Sighing she glanced at the cast again, trying not to make an exterior fuss about her horrible injuries and almost possible severe scarring. "Let's just hope I recover quickly and-"
A cute male doctor walked in wearing a tight white medical coat. His short brown hair was a major attraction to both girls and his chiseled facial features made them both feel overly interested in him immediately. "Hello." He said kindly as he sat down next to Sandi, "My name is Dr. Marz. I've come to check on your wounds this morning Miss Griffin."
Quinn stared at the doctor for a moment before Sandi gave Quinn an agitated enough look that pretty much summed up as, 'Get the Hell out of here now.'
Following orders from the club president, Quinn took a final glance at the cute doctor and rushed out.
"So..." Sandi asked as the doctor began to remove the bandages and cast like materials from the girl's arm, "Do you think it will scar pretty badly...?"
The doctor sighed, "You're lucky it didn't take your arm off... whatever it was." He continued to remove the bandages. "They're saying it was a coyote or something..."
Sandi shuddered, was her arm and shoulder really inside the mouth of a big, slobbery, disgusting beast, "So my body is... ruined?"
Rolling his eyes Dr. Marz removed the rest of the bandages to check her wounds, before getting ready to clean and replace the bandages with new ones. "I wouldn't say..." He paused, staring at the girl in near disbelief. "You are Sandi Griffin, right?" He asked, "Who was attacked by the animal last night?"
Sandi rolled her eyes, "Uhm, yeah. Why else would I be spending my Saturday in the stupid hospital, wearing this disgusting light blue gown?" She was too scared to glance at her injury to realize it was nearly healed.
The doctor checked Sandi's charts again and stood up in a rush, almost a panic. "This is... Unbelievable." He said with so much charisma that it almost made the high school senior jump, "I have to call my colleague and your parents in here right away. I think we can even give you early leave...!"
Sandi, who still hadn't looked at her wound yet glared at the doctor. She had been enjoying the 'presidential' treatment of the hospital, "Uhm... Hello? I was attacked by a bear or something last night and you're just going to say I can go home? What kind of hospital is this?" Without thinking she crossed her arms in her usual Sandi-esque behaviour, "I mean, I'm hardly even suit-" She looked down at her 'injured' arm and saw it was nearly healed, aside from a few obvious marks and the unfortunate scars. "...
The doctor ran from the room and began to get his colleague as Sandi stared at her 'what was bloody and torn up last night arm' trying to fathom the impossible. Unfortunately, she was Sandi. Thinking about anything other than the scars and wound damage was all she cared about at this point. "What am I going to do?" She sighed staring at the injured spot, "These scars will not just hide themselves with cover-up." She poked at the wound with her fingertips. "This sucks!"
Moments later four people came in, including Sandi's parents. Luckily for Sandi, her mom had some sanity to keep her two knit-wit brothers at home. "Oh Sandi..." Linda Griffin said staring at her daughter, "This is great."
Her father stood there silently, dragged along to make sure his daughter was okay. Okay, he was worried about the animal attack and his daughter's well being... but she was fine so it was all okay and no one was mad or anything, so as long as he acted and looked concerned, it was all okay.
"What is great about this, Mother?" Sandi commented back, pointing to her scarred up arm with an agitated look. "I am all like... scarred and stuff. Do you know how much make-up it will take to cover this all up?" The girl sighed and laid back on the pillow.
"Miss Griffin." A female doctor said, "We would like to keep you here one more night and run some tests but... We're shocked at your incredible healing speed." She took out some pictures, "You may not have been aware but the damage to your left arm was severe enough we may have had to remove it.
Sandi glanced at her parents before she looked at the doctor, "So I could have like... lost my arm? That's so wrong!" She stared at it and then thought about what that'd REALLY do to her future modeling career and being just all around beautiful. Woow.
"It's really a tragic situation... but..." She pointed to the arm that was nearly healed now, "We need to figure out a way to explain... that.
Sandi stared at her arm as the doctor spoke. It was unusual to have healed so fast but maybe things just worked out for pretty, fashionable people or something... well, almost for pretty people. At least this time she didn't get fat or break a bone. Trying to get a grasp of the situation, the brunette glanced at the doctors, "I don't know what happened, I guess I'm just a fast healer.
Dr. Marz sat down next to Sandi again and stared at her wounded area, "I'll be honest, Dr. Jel..." He examined it some more, "It looks even better than it did after I removed the cast... Let's get this girl into X-Rays and CAT just to be safe." Looking at her chart again he nodded, "I'll go get some needles and draw for blood-work."
Sandi shuddered as Dr. Jel moved quickly out of the room to contact the the office about scheduling the imagining tests while Dr. Marz began to prep his needles. Sandi stared nervously as the doctor rubbed the alcohol pad on her arm and prepared to draw blood. She couldn't watch. This was just as bad [if not worse] than being attacked the previous night.
"You're going to feel a small prick..." The doctor poked the needle into Sandi's arm and began to drain blood from the girl's good arm.
Surprisingly, even that small poke [that normally would have made her scream] didn't even faze her, "Last time I was in the hospital I had broken my leg..." She commented, "It took like a month to heal but then I got all fat. It's really good I have such wonderful friends. I mean, I must have gained like ten or fifteen pounds! It was horrible... I almost wanted to die."
The doctor continued to draw blood, half-listening to what the vain girl had to say. "Uh-huh." He responded as he changed for another vial, "Breaking a lim-"
"I hope no one at school saw the news. I don't want them to find out that the most fashionable girl in school has been attacked by something." Sandi continued, talking about her social life as if it should be on the next USA Today.
The doctor finished the last vial off and prepared to remove the needle, placing a piece of gauze on the girls arm to catch any loose blood that'd come out. He attempted to pull the needle out, the fine tip still collecting blood from her arm. He tried to pull again. "It's... stuck." He said, squeezing the tube at the end of the needle, eyes widening with shock as he figured out what to do.
Sandi continued to talk about her social life and stuff. "Maybe though," She said as the doctor tried hard to not leak blood anywhere, "This will really up my social status and I will become even more popular, not that I think /that/ I could actually be more popular."
"A LITTLE HELP HERE?" Dr. Marz shouted as Tom Griffin came over to help. "Hold this tube."
That grabbed Sandi's attention, since she was lost in her own world prior to that. Blinking a few times she looked at her father and then at the doctor who wheeled his chair over to a phone. Pulling off his gloves he tossed them out into the trash, calling someone in the hospital to help him with this situation.
Sandi stared at her dad for a moment before looking at the doctor in utmost confusion. Her eyes darting back and forth from Tom to Marz from Marz to Tom. Over and over again she kept trying to understand what was going on. "Father... what are you doing?"
Her father just stared at his daughter and said nothing, holding the tube nervously. Super human healing didn't come from his side of the family.
"Why is the needle still in my arm?" Sandi pushed her dad's hands out of the way and grabbed the tube herself, looking at it, "Dr. Marz or whatever, you're supposed to like, pull it out, right?" That's what had happened the other times she had needles in her at least.
Turning to Sandi the doctor stood up and grabbed the needle. "In any normal case it would be what I would do, however..." He took it from her, "It's stuck."
The girl blinked and looked at her dad again, who stood there trying to be a good guardian over his daughter, but sucked at it, "What do you mean... stuck?" Sandi raised an eyebrow and snatched the tube from the doctor again, "All you have to do is pull it." She attempted to pull it, noticing that when she did, it had trouble coming loose.
"You might damage the surrounding tissues, Miss Griffin, we're going to have to well... do one of two things." Dr Marz sighed as a female nurse came in carrying a towel covered in sharp, shiny metal objects. "You can wait a few days and see if it comes out on its own or we can surgically remove it..."
Sandi stared in silence at her arm, "Are you kidding me?" She said, looking at the needle, "I mean, like... this /is/ a joke, right?" She grabbed the needle again and yanked at it, hard. A sharp pain ripping through the entry wound of the point. "Ow." She said as she tugged out the needle herself. Blood spewing from the hole in her arm. She quickly moved her free hand to cover the injury, "That hurrrrt."
"I take it you're not a very good listener." Dr Marz stood up and got an alcohol pad from a drawer as well as a bandage. "This might sting a little." He said as he opened the pad. "Move your hand." The girl did as she was told as the doctor took the wipe and wiped off blood from her arm, "Sandi, you really could have done some-" He paused as he was about to put the bandage on her. He stared at where the needle had gone in and realized there was no sign of her being injected at all by the needle once the blood had been cleared up, "You're a medical marvel."