A few hours later Brendan came back from theatre.
"Everything is OK but he needs a lot of rest" The doctor said.
"Thank you so much" Ste said in a happy tone.
After a few minutes of doing some checks and then even more checks the doctor left the room and left the both of them alone.
Brendan slept for hours not moving an inch. At some point Ste didn't think he would wake up at all in the hospital.
At ten past six in the afternoon Brendan finally woke up feeling pretty confused with himself but the doctors gave him a lot of drugs to ease the pain so he would be his old self in a few days ste thought.
Brendan woke up a few times but then fell back to sleep.
At around nine o'clock the doctors came in and said
"He could go home tomorrow morning if you like to. But only if some one will be there at all times to look after him" The doctor said.
"Really?" Ste said
"Well he is good enough to go home and also we are running low on beds to keep patients because we are getting them in all hours of the day." The doctor replied.
"That's brilliant I'll be there to look after him so everything will be OK. Thank you very much doctor" Ste said very happy.
"OK then I'll leave you to to it then" The doctor finally said before checking Brendan for one last time before going and closing the door behind him.
The next day...
Brendan was awake and could not stop talking and king to everyone. He thought to himself he was so lucky to get another chance to live a happy live and he was going to start living from this day forward.
"The taxi is here" Ste said while opening the door to Brendan who wheeled himself to the entrance of the hospital.
Luckily the taxi Ste booked was made for people with wheelchairs or for people who had just come out of the hospital so it was no problem for him to get in and made his way home to where he belonged.