Anger Management
Chapter 192nd
Loreile moved in closer placing a gentle hand over her husband's head with needing a haircut since he's been lacking his instincts of late.
"Really, Jethro you're going to the dogs?" she hesitated for the moment with an exhale as she kept her hand there. "I know that I won't be expecting an answer to the question?" she said with sympathy and with needing to be sitting down.
"Jethro, are you going to wake up after what had happened in the Coppermine? Your friend Tim as well is down the hall with a broken shoulder and right leg due to the crazy nut case of Anton Alexi." she was pensive.
While she had been talking to him. She will be able to see him moving slightly along with his eyes as he was beginning to wake up through the air mask.
It was at this particular moment that an older nurse with a medical chart in her hand had the feeling that the patient will be waking. "I know Mrs. Gibbs, I have been keeping track at the nurse's station with his vitals and the fact he will be waking up."
She had taken a quick look at the oxygen levels when she had decided to remove the air mask over his face. "How is he doing Nurse?"
"Since he's waking, I will leave you alone with your husband. Otherwise, he will be fine until they take more tests on his concussion." she will say to Loreile.
"More tests like problems with his brain, eyesight, and memories?" Loriele pointed out with the comment.
"The doctors will explain further when you see them, but right now be with your husband now. I will be back in 30 minutes unless there is an issue with you talking to him." she alluded with her comment.
All of a sudden she was alone in the room with turning around to be facing her husband's craggy features. "Hey! sexy how are you, Loreile?" he croaked out with his whispered voice.
Huffing and puffing for a brief moment. "I swear sometimes I can kill you with that remark after I had flown out here to be with my injured husband!" she relayed her message with a bruising kiss to his dry and chapped lips.
"How bad am I by the way?" his hands touch the right side of his head with the bandages.
"Concussion, minor bruising all over your body. Otherwise, the doctors are concerned that the concussion might be causing other issues," she tells him.
"I can tell you I have a whopper of a headache even though the pain killers are supposed to be working?" he painted the picture with his wife.
"No doubt the concussion Jethro?" she pointed out sitting to relax as she will wait it out for a few more minutes.