Kim had sent DK in. DK hadn't seen Jimmy in awhile and it was time to do
so, even if Jimmy couldn't talk. DK had never seen anyone like this before.
He didn't know how he should react. He decided to play it by year. He
figured whatever would happen, would happen.
Nervously, he stepped into the hospital room. To his right, he saw the limp body on the gurney. Geez, that should be me on the bed. Not Jimmy, he thought. DK proceeded to sit in the chair next to Jimmy's bed.
"Hey man. What's up?" he asked then realizing that was a stupid question considering he couldn't talk.
Jimmy rolled his eyes. He tried to talk but every time he opened his mouth, he gagged.
"Jimmy, no. Don't try to talk. It won't work. You have a tube down your throat to help you breathe, you see."
Jimmy hit DK on the side of the head like he already knew that.
"Sorry, sorry. I was just trying to help!" he laughed.
Day had turned into night. DK had left and Kim had returned. They were both fast asleep, Jimmy in his bed(obviously) and Kim in a nearby chair. Jimmy started to dream.
A man came into his room and got onto his bed, pulled out his ventilator tube and started chocking him. As hard as Jimmy tried to pry the intruders hands away from his face, the man kept doing it.
Jimmy awoke and started to panic. Where did he go? Why am I still alive? His eyes darted around the room looking for him. He tried to call out, but, all that came out was a gagging noise. Why can't I talk? He thought as he started to shake his hands violently. His head started to swirl. All his movement awoke Kim. As soon as she saw Jimmy panicking, she rushed up to him and tried to calm him down.
"Jimmy, Jimmy. It's alright. You just had a bad dream. Calm down, hun." She kissed him softly on the cheek and started running her hands through his brown hair trying to calm him down.
Jimmy raised his hand and grabbed Kim's squeezing it tightly. He was scared out of his mind. He didn't know whether this 'dream' was real or fake. He wouldn't calm down. By this point, he was shaking uncontrollably. Kim started to panic herself.
"Jimmy, hold on, I'll be right back." She left the room in search for a doctor or a nurse. As soon as she stepped out of the room, she saw a nurse walking in the opposite direction. "Excuse me nurse?" she asked.
"Yes dear. What can I do you with?" she pondered.
"My friend is panicking right now. He had a bad dream or something. I've tried to calm him down but its not working. Could you please help?" she spoke taking no breaths.
"Sure." And with that, she walked into Jimmy's room to asses the situation. She gave him a medicine to relax him. Almost instantly, Jimmy calmed down.
"There you go, miss. He will probably sleep the rest of the nights without a relapse. Come get me if you need me. My name is Gretchen."
Nervously, he stepped into the hospital room. To his right, he saw the limp body on the gurney. Geez, that should be me on the bed. Not Jimmy, he thought. DK proceeded to sit in the chair next to Jimmy's bed.
"Hey man. What's up?" he asked then realizing that was a stupid question considering he couldn't talk.
Jimmy rolled his eyes. He tried to talk but every time he opened his mouth, he gagged.
"Jimmy, no. Don't try to talk. It won't work. You have a tube down your throat to help you breathe, you see."
Jimmy hit DK on the side of the head like he already knew that.
"Sorry, sorry. I was just trying to help!" he laughed.
Day had turned into night. DK had left and Kim had returned. They were both fast asleep, Jimmy in his bed(obviously) and Kim in a nearby chair. Jimmy started to dream.
A man came into his room and got onto his bed, pulled out his ventilator tube and started chocking him. As hard as Jimmy tried to pry the intruders hands away from his face, the man kept doing it.
Jimmy awoke and started to panic. Where did he go? Why am I still alive? His eyes darted around the room looking for him. He tried to call out, but, all that came out was a gagging noise. Why can't I talk? He thought as he started to shake his hands violently. His head started to swirl. All his movement awoke Kim. As soon as she saw Jimmy panicking, she rushed up to him and tried to calm him down.
"Jimmy, Jimmy. It's alright. You just had a bad dream. Calm down, hun." She kissed him softly on the cheek and started running her hands through his brown hair trying to calm him down.
Jimmy raised his hand and grabbed Kim's squeezing it tightly. He was scared out of his mind. He didn't know whether this 'dream' was real or fake. He wouldn't calm down. By this point, he was shaking uncontrollably. Kim started to panic herself.
"Jimmy, hold on, I'll be right back." She left the room in search for a doctor or a nurse. As soon as she stepped out of the room, she saw a nurse walking in the opposite direction. "Excuse me nurse?" she asked.
"Yes dear. What can I do you with?" she pondered.
"My friend is panicking right now. He had a bad dream or something. I've tried to calm him down but its not working. Could you please help?" she spoke taking no breaths.
"Sure." And with that, she walked into Jimmy's room to asses the situation. She gave him a medicine to relax him. Almost instantly, Jimmy calmed down.
"There you go, miss. He will probably sleep the rest of the nights without a relapse. Come get me if you need me. My name is Gretchen."
