Chapter Four: Wake Me Up Inside
Two weeks later, and thirteen days after her surgery, the doctors took Alex's bandages off. Randy held his breath all the way through and thanked god it wasn't so bad. The left side of her face, from chin to her hairline was still badly bruised interuptted by a line of stiches running along from her nose to under her eye. On the other side they ran from the corner of her lip down to her chin, it looked horrible, but it could of been so much worse. Doctor James had explained in a few weeks, once the brusing had faded and the stiches come out, you wouldn't be able to tell anything had ever happend. When she woke up from her three week coma, the roles had reversed and it was Randy who was asleep. The first thing she noticed was her face ached and her ribs her so much she thought she was going to throw up. No, wait, she actually was going to throw up. She sat up quickly, but felt a pull in her nose and lay back down. She felt her face, and the tube running down her nose made her feel worse Then she felt the bumpy stiches and the puffy side of her face. What the hell had happened? She rolled over on her side and saw him, his head hanging backwards over the seat. Before she could say or do anything she threw up. It left a bitter acidy taste in the back of her throat and she threw up again.
"Oh my god. You're awake. Oh, here."
Randy pushed a cardboard bowl under her,but she stopped. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and looked up at him through watery eyes.
"I feel horrible." she said.
"I know. But you're awake." He kissed the top of her head. "I'll be back."
He left and Alex pushed the stained sheets off her. It was horrible. Her ribs hurt all the more now and she wrapped a protective arm around herself. Randy came back, with two doctors, one of whom was doctor James. He sat next to her and smiled.
"Well this is a nice surprise. How are you feeling?"
"Like crap."
"I'm not surprised. Let me take your blood pressure, hold your arm out Alex."
She did nothing.
"Alex?"
Doctor James followed her gaze to Randy and frowned.
"Alex?" he said, knocking her arm.
"Oh! Me!"
"Do you remember what happened? The accident?"
She shook her head. "But an accident would explain why I'm here."
"Can you tell me your name?"
"Alex?" she said tenitivly.
"And whose that?" Doctor James asked, pointing at Randy.
She shrugged.
"The year?"
Another shrug.
"Do you remember anything?"
"That my name's Alex."
And then it became obvious to everyone in that room. To the Doctors and to Randy. Alex may have woken up, but that was the only good news.
Two weeks later, and thirteen days after her surgery, the doctors took Alex's bandages off. Randy held his breath all the way through and thanked god it wasn't so bad. The left side of her face, from chin to her hairline was still badly bruised interuptted by a line of stiches running along from her nose to under her eye. On the other side they ran from the corner of her lip down to her chin, it looked horrible, but it could of been so much worse. Doctor James had explained in a few weeks, once the brusing had faded and the stiches come out, you wouldn't be able to tell anything had ever happend. When she woke up from her three week coma, the roles had reversed and it was Randy who was asleep. The first thing she noticed was her face ached and her ribs her so much she thought she was going to throw up. No, wait, she actually was going to throw up. She sat up quickly, but felt a pull in her nose and lay back down. She felt her face, and the tube running down her nose made her feel worse Then she felt the bumpy stiches and the puffy side of her face. What the hell had happened? She rolled over on her side and saw him, his head hanging backwards over the seat. Before she could say or do anything she threw up. It left a bitter acidy taste in the back of her throat and she threw up again.
"Oh my god. You're awake. Oh, here."
Randy pushed a cardboard bowl under her,but she stopped. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and looked up at him through watery eyes.
"I feel horrible." she said.
"I know. But you're awake." He kissed the top of her head. "I'll be back."
He left and Alex pushed the stained sheets off her. It was horrible. Her ribs hurt all the more now and she wrapped a protective arm around herself. Randy came back, with two doctors, one of whom was doctor James. He sat next to her and smiled.
"Well this is a nice surprise. How are you feeling?"
"Like crap."
"I'm not surprised. Let me take your blood pressure, hold your arm out Alex."
She did nothing.
"Alex?"
Doctor James followed her gaze to Randy and frowned.
"Alex?" he said, knocking her arm.
"Oh! Me!"
"Do you remember what happened? The accident?"
She shook her head. "But an accident would explain why I'm here."
"Can you tell me your name?"
"Alex?" she said tenitivly.
"And whose that?" Doctor James asked, pointing at Randy.
She shrugged.
"The year?"
Another shrug.
"Do you remember anything?"
"That my name's Alex."
And then it became obvious to everyone in that room. To the Doctors and to Randy. Alex may have woken up, but that was the only good news.