InuYasha turned on his heel and left, heading out of the office and across the corridor.
He left down the steps, counting this time, into the main administration area, then down another corridor to where the long-term wards were located.
1478, 1480, 1482… he counted the rooms as he strode past them, halting and making a right, then another immediate right, to face his first door, which was ajar.
'Hey, Mrs Yamanashi. Can I come in?'
'Sure.' A robotic voice replied tonelessly after a beat, and there was a soft scratchy noise like someone was attempting to clear their throat, and failing dismally.
He entered, smiling.
'How are you doing today?' He asked, manoeuvring the bulky wheelchair with the woman in it, to scan the clipboard attached to her bed.
'Same as yesterday.' The woman's voice said from the dynavox attached to the wheelchair.
This woman had a severe case of cerebral palsy, and would likely never recover.
She was transferred to the hospital some years ago, but her niece would come and visit her often, and take her for walks to the library three blocks down.
InuYasha finished his check and left, leaving the door open again slightly.
He went through the patients very quickly, and about an hour later he had finished, he made his way quickly back into the main entrance.
The wide open space was filled with people, as this part of the hospital was a general practitioner sector, with broken toys scattered generally everywhere, and the chairs were looking slight a little worse for wear.
Then, a woman entered through the extra-wide sliding doors, looking even worse then the chairs.
She promptly took two steps and fainted, which InuYasha wasn't surprised, but the amount of damage done to her.
He hurried over, and was present before even someone had the chance to flip the line that all doctors hate.
'Stand back!' he said, pulling out his phone. 'Miss? Miss, can you hear me?'
But no, she was out cold, and the person he was looking for picked up the phone.
'Miroku?'
His expert eyes flew down the length of her back, as she had landed face first, and paused twice.
'Yeah, yeah, I'm onto the notes, I don't want my semimembranosus attached to my sternocleidomastoid, thank you.'
'Not that, well yes if you don't want those attached together then get your ass down here in the admin block right this second.'
A nurse hurried over, and he called at her; 'Get a stretcher! Now!'
She nodded once, and dashed away.
InuYasha watched her breathe for a second before taking her pulse, and another nurse appeared, along with the first one, and a stretcher between them, with another doctor following close behind.
Together, they slowly and carefully lifted her and shifted her down onto the stretcher, and they hurried away, with Miroku appearing at the foot of the stretcher.
He glanced up at the doctor that had so carefully held the girl's neck, and was shocked to discover he was an otolaryngologist, but at least he'd passed medical school. He finished the thought.
There was a soft groan, and the girl's eyes fluttered, she stared right at him.
'You…' She said.
'Miss? Can you hear me?'
She looked at him as he dashed along, the red sign spraying 'Emergancy Room' coming into sight.
'If I go,' she said quietly, he could barely hear her over the chatter of voices around them. 'Don't bring me back.'
'What? Miss?' But it was too late, she closed her eyes again.
He could still see her breathe, she was alive, for now.
They shoved their way through the wide doors, and into the bright room.
Sounds returned first.
'…some sort of car accident, would be…' they fuzzed out for a second, before returning. 'Did you find any ID?'
Then, somewhat coherent thoughts.
'Yeah, she had a wallet in her back pocket, name's Kagome Higurashi. She's twenty-five.'
That's me…
'I figured that out myself, thanks. Anything else of importance?'
There's two men talking about me…
Who are they?
'Well, I found her phone in a side pocket, it was actually in pretty good shape.'
Where am I?
'Huh. In the box, I would presume?'
Smells next, the strong scent of disinfectant.
Like a hospital.
Head's resting on something not quite soft enough, feeling everywhere else'll be here in a second.
'Nah, I've got it, here.'
Taste.
Mouth's too dry.
Thirsty.
'What? Why?'
The second male sounded shocked.
I start looking for my eyes.
'Well, there are a lot of Higurashi's to sift through, and this one must have had a pretty clean medical record,-'
Still nothing body-wise.
Huh.
Still, it'll be there in a second.
'-so I figure we could just call the one labeled 'mom' to let them know.'
I crack open one eyelid, then the other.
A noise escapes my lips.
I remember I can do that.
The two pause in their conversation then to look at me, in mirroring noises of concern.
Chin's stuck in something, restricting.
'Miss Higurashi?' The dark haired one says.
'Kagome? Can you hear me?' The white haired one says.
It's a moment before I remember I have a tongue, and how to use it.
'Wh,'
'Hey there. Take your time now.' The white haired one says calmly.
I open my eyes fully.
I'm in a hospital.
Lying flat on my back in a hospital bed.
With these two guys, who must be doctors, talking about me and to me.
And then I realise what's happened.
And finally, I start to cry.
Chapter two. There you go.
It would be the most horrifying thing to wake up like that.
Btw, if you don't know the muscles, google them. If you cbf'ed, then it's a muscle in the middle of the back of the knee, and then a muscle on the back of the neck. Yeah. Ouch.
Later, ttfn.
