"Are you family?" The doctor asked Lita.
"Well, I am the closest thing to it. Does that count?" Lita said fake smiling.
"I am assuming because she is on the road, her family will probably be in Canada because that's her hometown. Since her REAL family is not present, not will they be, I guess I can tell you her condition. I am Dr. Rice. I will be taking care of Miss Stratus for the next few days. We need to see if she is starting t heal properly. She has a severe head injury, which for her, is career threatening. She isn't in any pain because of the Tylenol three we gave her. She has a neck sprain and a cracked anklebone." The doctor said looking at her sheet of paper.
"So she can get out of the hospital...." Lita stopped waiting for he doctor to finish.
"A week at most. Since her family isn't present, I am hoping you or one of her other close friends will be able to look after her for about... a month. She will probably heal in a month. Now that area will still be sensitive and any further head injuries might cause her neck to break, crack, severely sprain, etc., if she does go back in a month. She will have to wear a neck brace during that time. She may take it off, but only for short periods at a time. Only about an hour or two. Visiting hours are only till 8:30 pm tonight, but since she came in at 8:15, for you I can stretch that until 11. No Later. You may see her now." The doctor lead Lita into Trish's room.
The room was all white. The floors, the walls. It was creepy. It was hot in the rooms too. Trish lay in the bed hooked up to a whole bunch of machinery. "Does she really need to be hooked up to all of this?" Lita asked.
"Only so we can see if her body is accepting the medications we give her. If she has trouble breathing, or anything, the oxygen is right there and the machine will alert me about it." The doctor said. She was reading all the monitors and taking notes on Trish's movements.
"Hey Lita..." Trish mumbled. She couldn't talk normally because she had oxygen tubes up her nose. Trish looked really bad. She had a heart monitor, Oxygen, IV's, the whole bit. Lita knew she couldn't be comfortable like that.
"Trish... How ya feeling?" Lita asked setting her purse and coat down.
"Mmmm... Better." Trish said, trying her best to be positive.
"Where's Jeff?"
"You didn't see what happened after you got choke slammed?" Lita asked.
Trish's eyes went big. "...What happened?" She said, quieter than before.
"The Big Show hit him in the head with a chair."
"Oh my god, is he okay?" Trish asked raising her head, only to lean back in pain.
"Relax Trish. Jeff will be okay. Nothing more than a concussion. He'll heal." Lita blew it off.
"Then why isn't he here?"
"Well... Matt insisted he see a trainer before he leaves." Lita said pulling up a chair. "Don't worry. Matt is taking Jeff here after he gets checked out.
****
Jeff was running around packing his things. "Matt, I swear if I can't see her because you insisted I see a trainer, I am going to..."
"Relax. Lita called. Visiting hours for us, are extended till 11." Matt said grabbing his suitcase and heading for the car.
They packed their things and went to the car, only to see "I'm watching you both" Painted on the front of Jeff's car with red lipstick.
"What the hell is this?" Matt screamed.
Jeff called Vince with his cell. He explained what he saw.
"We are leaving for the hospital now; so you think you can get someone you clean this off and take Matt's car to the hotel?" Jeff asked. "Thanks." Jeff hung up his cell phone. "He's getting someone to investigate."
"Yeah... we can take my car." Matt said unlocking his car and driving off.
"This is getting serious." Matt said, driving.
"Yeah, I wonder who is doing it." Jeff said shrugging it off.
"I can't believe you can just act like you don't care..." Matt said raising his voice.
"Matt..."
"No Jeff, I bet it was Trish! Before your match!" Matt yelled.
"MATT LOOK OUT!!!" Jeff screamed and pointed. Before Matt could react, they had a head on collision with another car.
"Well, I am the closest thing to it. Does that count?" Lita said fake smiling.
"I am assuming because she is on the road, her family will probably be in Canada because that's her hometown. Since her REAL family is not present, not will they be, I guess I can tell you her condition. I am Dr. Rice. I will be taking care of Miss Stratus for the next few days. We need to see if she is starting t heal properly. She has a severe head injury, which for her, is career threatening. She isn't in any pain because of the Tylenol three we gave her. She has a neck sprain and a cracked anklebone." The doctor said looking at her sheet of paper.
"So she can get out of the hospital...." Lita stopped waiting for he doctor to finish.
"A week at most. Since her family isn't present, I am hoping you or one of her other close friends will be able to look after her for about... a month. She will probably heal in a month. Now that area will still be sensitive and any further head injuries might cause her neck to break, crack, severely sprain, etc., if she does go back in a month. She will have to wear a neck brace during that time. She may take it off, but only for short periods at a time. Only about an hour or two. Visiting hours are only till 8:30 pm tonight, but since she came in at 8:15, for you I can stretch that until 11. No Later. You may see her now." The doctor lead Lita into Trish's room.
The room was all white. The floors, the walls. It was creepy. It was hot in the rooms too. Trish lay in the bed hooked up to a whole bunch of machinery. "Does she really need to be hooked up to all of this?" Lita asked.
"Only so we can see if her body is accepting the medications we give her. If she has trouble breathing, or anything, the oxygen is right there and the machine will alert me about it." The doctor said. She was reading all the monitors and taking notes on Trish's movements.
"Hey Lita..." Trish mumbled. She couldn't talk normally because she had oxygen tubes up her nose. Trish looked really bad. She had a heart monitor, Oxygen, IV's, the whole bit. Lita knew she couldn't be comfortable like that.
"Trish... How ya feeling?" Lita asked setting her purse and coat down.
"Mmmm... Better." Trish said, trying her best to be positive.
"Where's Jeff?"
"You didn't see what happened after you got choke slammed?" Lita asked.
Trish's eyes went big. "...What happened?" She said, quieter than before.
"The Big Show hit him in the head with a chair."
"Oh my god, is he okay?" Trish asked raising her head, only to lean back in pain.
"Relax Trish. Jeff will be okay. Nothing more than a concussion. He'll heal." Lita blew it off.
"Then why isn't he here?"
"Well... Matt insisted he see a trainer before he leaves." Lita said pulling up a chair. "Don't worry. Matt is taking Jeff here after he gets checked out.
****
Jeff was running around packing his things. "Matt, I swear if I can't see her because you insisted I see a trainer, I am going to..."
"Relax. Lita called. Visiting hours for us, are extended till 11." Matt said grabbing his suitcase and heading for the car.
They packed their things and went to the car, only to see "I'm watching you both" Painted on the front of Jeff's car with red lipstick.
"What the hell is this?" Matt screamed.
Jeff called Vince with his cell. He explained what he saw.
"We are leaving for the hospital now; so you think you can get someone you clean this off and take Matt's car to the hotel?" Jeff asked. "Thanks." Jeff hung up his cell phone. "He's getting someone to investigate."
"Yeah... we can take my car." Matt said unlocking his car and driving off.
"This is getting serious." Matt said, driving.
"Yeah, I wonder who is doing it." Jeff said shrugging it off.
"I can't believe you can just act like you don't care..." Matt said raising his voice.
"Matt..."
"No Jeff, I bet it was Trish! Before your match!" Matt yelled.
"MATT LOOK OUT!!!" Jeff screamed and pointed. Before Matt could react, they had a head on collision with another car.