The loud ringing phone woke Joey from her peaceful sleep. She turned over
and, at 2:30am, wondered where Pacey was. She reached for the phone to
silence the loud ringing.
"Hello?" She groaned. "Hi, is this Josephine Witter?" The voice on the other end of the line was gruff. "Yes it is, is there a problem?" She questioned. "Mrs. Witter, your husband was involved in a serious car accident about an hour ago."
Joey couldn't find words right away. "Oh my God, is, is he alright?" "Paramedics have taken him to Beth Israel Hospital, he is listed in critical condition."
Tears pricked at her eyes. "Uh, thank you, I'll get down there as fast as I can." "I hope he is alright, he'll be in my prayers." The officer said. "Thank you, goodbye." She said. "Goodbye."
***
The drive to the hospital was excruciating and it was the hardest ride Joey had to live through. Words and thoughts were racing through her head. 'In critical condition.' She didn't want to think about how serious the situation could be. Joey stepped on the gas, desperate to get to Pacey as fast as she could.
***
Joey hated hospitals. They were places of sorrow and suffering. The last two times she was in a hospital, she had to watch people she loved lay in misery and distress.
Joey hurried into the front entrance and strode over to the receptionist. It took all of her effort not to burst out in tears as soon as she stepped foot inside.
"Hello, I'm wondering if you know what room Pacey Witter is in?" "I got a call that he was in a car accident and he was sent here." Joey said. She quickly wiped her eyes to stop the tears from coming.
The woman checked her computer. "Pacey Witter was checked into the Intensive Care Unit about an hour ago." Joey paused, "Uh, can you tell me where that is?"
"Certainly, ICU is located in the east wing, on the second floor, a nurse there will direct you to what room Mr. Witter is in." She said. "Thank you very much." Joey set off to see her husband.
***
"Hello, my name is Josephine Witter, I'm looking for my husband, Pacey." The nurse checked her paperwork. "Mr. Witter is in room 348, the doctors are examining him right now so you are going to have to wait a little while." The nurse answered. "Thank you."
Joey ambled over to a waiting room chair and sat down. All she wanted to do was see his face and hold his hand to ease her pain and his. She sat in the chair for close to an hour, nursing a hot cup of coffee and an occasional tissue.
The precious minutes ticked away as Joey became more and more nervous. She didn't want to call anyone just yet because she wanted to see Pacey first.
The TV was on and Joey watched it for a minute as Everybody Loves Raymond was on. It was her favorite show, but right now she wasn't in the mood to laugh at it.
After what seemed like an eternity, a doctor approached her. "Excuse me, are you Josephine Witter?" He asked. "Yes, yes I am." Joey said. "Hi, I'm Dr. Epstein." "Hi." Joey shook his hand as he sat down beside her.
"We are just examining him, checking for his vital signs as we do with all patients in critical condition." Joey listened intently. "He has severe head trauma and his leg is badly broken, that will need surgery." "We are working on stabilizing him right now, you should be able to see him very soon."
Joey was trying to process all of the information that was just given to her. "Do you have any questions?" The doctor asked. "Uh, no not at the moment." Joey said. "Okay, now I need you to fill out this medical information form." He handed her a clipboard. "I'll let you know as soon as possible when you can see him." "Thank you." Joey said.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, realizing that this was going to be a long and agonizing night.
"Hello?" She groaned. "Hi, is this Josephine Witter?" The voice on the other end of the line was gruff. "Yes it is, is there a problem?" She questioned. "Mrs. Witter, your husband was involved in a serious car accident about an hour ago."
Joey couldn't find words right away. "Oh my God, is, is he alright?" "Paramedics have taken him to Beth Israel Hospital, he is listed in critical condition."
Tears pricked at her eyes. "Uh, thank you, I'll get down there as fast as I can." "I hope he is alright, he'll be in my prayers." The officer said. "Thank you, goodbye." She said. "Goodbye."
***
The drive to the hospital was excruciating and it was the hardest ride Joey had to live through. Words and thoughts were racing through her head. 'In critical condition.' She didn't want to think about how serious the situation could be. Joey stepped on the gas, desperate to get to Pacey as fast as she could.
***
Joey hated hospitals. They were places of sorrow and suffering. The last two times she was in a hospital, she had to watch people she loved lay in misery and distress.
Joey hurried into the front entrance and strode over to the receptionist. It took all of her effort not to burst out in tears as soon as she stepped foot inside.
"Hello, I'm wondering if you know what room Pacey Witter is in?" "I got a call that he was in a car accident and he was sent here." Joey said. She quickly wiped her eyes to stop the tears from coming.
The woman checked her computer. "Pacey Witter was checked into the Intensive Care Unit about an hour ago." Joey paused, "Uh, can you tell me where that is?"
"Certainly, ICU is located in the east wing, on the second floor, a nurse there will direct you to what room Mr. Witter is in." She said. "Thank you very much." Joey set off to see her husband.
***
"Hello, my name is Josephine Witter, I'm looking for my husband, Pacey." The nurse checked her paperwork. "Mr. Witter is in room 348, the doctors are examining him right now so you are going to have to wait a little while." The nurse answered. "Thank you."
Joey ambled over to a waiting room chair and sat down. All she wanted to do was see his face and hold his hand to ease her pain and his. She sat in the chair for close to an hour, nursing a hot cup of coffee and an occasional tissue.
The precious minutes ticked away as Joey became more and more nervous. She didn't want to call anyone just yet because she wanted to see Pacey first.
The TV was on and Joey watched it for a minute as Everybody Loves Raymond was on. It was her favorite show, but right now she wasn't in the mood to laugh at it.
After what seemed like an eternity, a doctor approached her. "Excuse me, are you Josephine Witter?" He asked. "Yes, yes I am." Joey said. "Hi, I'm Dr. Epstein." "Hi." Joey shook his hand as he sat down beside her.
"We are just examining him, checking for his vital signs as we do with all patients in critical condition." Joey listened intently. "He has severe head trauma and his leg is badly broken, that will need surgery." "We are working on stabilizing him right now, you should be able to see him very soon."
Joey was trying to process all of the information that was just given to her. "Do you have any questions?" The doctor asked. "Uh, no not at the moment." Joey said. "Okay, now I need you to fill out this medical information form." He handed her a clipboard. "I'll let you know as soon as possible when you can see him." "Thank you." Joey said.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, realizing that this was going to be a long and agonizing night.