When I woke up a day later I wasn't quite sure where I was. Nicky was asleep in a chair next to my bed. Her head was slouched in an awkward position. I slowly tried to sit myself up in the bed with one hand. It hurt, but wasn't excruciating. I looked down at my broken left arm it was bandaged well, no doubt Nicky's work since I distinctly remembered her setting my bone.
I slowly lifted up the shirt I was wearing, a Bruce Springsteen concert t-shirt, to see how my rib cage was fairing. It was black and blue, which was typical of fractured ribs, which is what I now believed it to be. It hurt to breathe deeply, but overall I considered myself lucky. It could have been worse. No punctured lungs that I could tell of which was good.
"Nicky," I whispered, "Nicky wake up."
"Hmmm just ten more minutes," she blinked her eyes and then seemed to realize where she was, "Oh Cat you're awake. How are you feeling?"
"Like bloody hell. So what is the diagnosis doc?"
"Broken left arm in the ulna and radius I think. It's kind of hard to say without x-ray but the humerus is definitely okay. A couple of ribs are fractured and considering that you aren't dead I would say nothing is punctured. We have to watch out for pneumonia though, so deep breathing exercises are a must. Restricted activities for six weeks, pain meds…thank god we have pain meds in our packs, and icing the area are also something we have to do."
Typical she already had a recovery plan for me. I would have to follow it to a tea if I didn't want her to hound me. It also meant we weren't leaving for around six weeks.
"Aye Aye," I replied, "Are you okay though?"
"Yah I'm fine."
"Are not you're not looking me in the eye."
"We can talk about it later. I want to hear your whole story too, but not right now though. You need to rest. I'll go grab some food and water for you."
As she left I was able to stumble out of bed and find the privy in the corner of the room behind a screen. After relieving myself I climbed back into my bed and threw the covers over me. I was starting to feel tired again. I yawned maybe I would close my eyes until Nicky returned.