"Hello. I'm Dr Kent, but call me Tom. Can you tell me your name?" Tom asked Sadie
as she slowly flickered her eyes open. Tom stared at her eyes. Just her eyes. it
was like looking in a mirror.
"My name is Sadie. I don't have a surname yet." Tom looked at her, puzzled.
" I don't know who my parents are. I've been fostered since I was 3 months old,
I've been in this home for... three and half years. With my twin sister, Katie.
Why am I here by the way?" Sadie explained matter of factly. Tom then explained
what had happened with the lorry.
"What a twat! Oops sorry." Sadie said after Tom gave her a disapproving look.
"Anyway, we need to get you up for a CT, and then x rays for your arm and leg.
But we don't have a space for another hour, and as you don't seem to be in too
much pain and you're not showing any severe symptoms, I think we can only bump
you up for half an hour waiting time. But you did get hit by a lorry so you have
to stay lying down and in the collar before you have had the all clear from the
CT scan. Is there anyone you want me to call?" Sadie looked up at him, and shook
her head. Tom opened his mouth to speak but Sadie got there first.
"'Try not to shake your head'. That's what you were going to say wasn't it? I
want to be an emergency paeds doctor when I'm older, also trained in emergency
medicine." Tom laughed.
"I'm guessing your no girly girl then? What does Katie want to be?" Sadie thought
about the question.
"I'm certainly no girly girl, I hate all that pink stuff. I'd much rather be on
the footie pitch or the cricket grounds, than in a hair salon, or some weird nail
parlour. I think she want's to be model or something." Tom looked hard at Sadie's
face.
'Sam did some modelling work before Afghanistan' Tom thought.
"Well, you're lucky to have Katie. Or you could be dead by now. She saved your
life, running in front of the lorry to get you out of the way."
"How do you know that's what happened?" Sadie said, a little confused.
"We could tell by the position of you both. And of course there was the
witnesses."
"How is Katie anyway?" Sadie asked worriedly. Tom shook his head.
'How do I tell a patient's twin sister, that her twin may not survive?' Tom
shouted in his head.
"She's... stable" Tom lied.
PLEASE R&R! Reviews are much appreciated! Thanks, Enjoy!
Sadie xxx