*Waking up laying on a small table in a tile covered room the bright light hurting my head. Reaching up to touch my head feeling something sticky. Looking at my hand touching it scenting it's my blood.*
Great just Great I went a took a good one to the head.
*Thinking about what was the last thing I remember. I was at work and we were setting up the interior walls for the dream home. I heard a loud cracking noise. That's it. I large woman in olive scrubs walks in with a clipboard looking at my face with a scrutinized look,*
"Mr Herveaux you are awake. Do you know who you are and where you are? What day it is?"
*Looking at her like I fell down the rabbit hole sighing, must be routine questions for head blows,*
Since you said I am Mr. Herveaux I guess that would be my name, *affecting a bad imitation of the British spy* Herveaux Alcide Herveaux. Smacked not Shaken, with something very large Nurse Money Penny. I take it I am in the hospital, and it was Thursday when I last was conscious? *Flashing a brilliant smile* Was I even close Nurse Money Penny?
*The withering look I am receiving from the nurse tells me I am on the money. Sighing the pain is increasing, rubbing at my temples. She walks over touching my skin asking,*
"Is your head bothering you? We are sending you to get a CT scan with and without contrast so after that we can give you something for the pain. They should come get you soon."
*Lying back on the pillow closing my eyes thinking all at once wonder if anyont told Rikki? Looking around for my phone and clothing not seeing anything. Looking for a phone seeing one behind me standing up a wave of dizziness hits me making me sit down on the chair as I call Rikki's cell, leaving a voice mail.*
Hey Boo I am in the hospital, I woke up here I have a huge headache and a nasty gash. I don't know if you were contacted. I hate leaving this on the phone. I guess you will have to call the main hospital number and ask for me. I love you and wish you were here. Going to call Martha as well. Talk to you soon.
*A tallish gentlemen walks into the room with a smile. I stand as he reaches me he helps my weaving self back into bed. Pulling the covers over me. He opens his mouth and this squeaky voice comes out,*
"Ya ready to go to Radiology for a CT scan Mista Herveaux?"
*Nodding towards him as he kicks off the brakes and I am rolled out of the room into a maze of hallways to a elevator for a ride down to another maze of hallways to a huge room with a round machine and sitting there was a little girl and her mother. The little girl was jerking spasmodically, her Mother crooning to her a wordless song. Looking away to give them privacy. I feel her eyes on me as she covers her little girls face so she doesn't see the damaged place that was my head and face. She smiles,*
"Looks like you got a little banged up. Car accident?"
*Shaking my head in a negative motion which makes the room spin and my stomach feel unbalanced.*
No I had a little mishap at work actually.
*She nods slowly with a ghost of a smile.*
"Well look on the bright side you get a couple days off, from work with pay."
*With a bark of laughter I say,*
I am the boss so no time off, and no work means no pay for anyone.
*She extends her hand saying,*
"Forgive me my horrible manners I am Sandy. Sandy Gautier. This is my daughter Sasha. She's been doing a bit poorly and it's getting worse we are here for a CT scan to see what would be the matter."
*Taking her hand shaking it scenting the fear and the tremble in it, I take it with my other one patting it,*
I am sure they will get to the bottom of this for you and Sasha's sake.
*She nods sadly,*
"I have a son at home named Brian at home he's not doing well at all either, they said he's got a disease called Neurofibromatosis type I. There is no cure or drug protocols that work. That's why we are going to do a CT on Sasha, they think it could be this for her as well. My husband has insurance with his work but it doesn't cover it all."
Great just Great I went a took a good one to the head.
*Thinking about what was the last thing I remember. I was at work and we were setting up the interior walls for the dream home. I heard a loud cracking noise. That's it. I large woman in olive scrubs walks in with a clipboard looking at my face with a scrutinized look,*
"Mr Herveaux you are awake. Do you know who you are and where you are? What day it is?"
*Looking at her like I fell down the rabbit hole sighing, must be routine questions for head blows,*
Since you said I am Mr. Herveaux I guess that would be my name, *affecting a bad imitation of the British spy* Herveaux Alcide Herveaux. Smacked not Shaken, with something very large Nurse Money Penny. I take it I am in the hospital, and it was Thursday when I last was conscious? *Flashing a brilliant smile* Was I even close Nurse Money Penny?
*The withering look I am receiving from the nurse tells me I am on the money. Sighing the pain is increasing, rubbing at my temples. She walks over touching my skin asking,*
"Is your head bothering you? We are sending you to get a CT scan with and without contrast so after that we can give you something for the pain. They should come get you soon."
*Lying back on the pillow closing my eyes thinking all at once wonder if anyont told Rikki? Looking around for my phone and clothing not seeing anything. Looking for a phone seeing one behind me standing up a wave of dizziness hits me making me sit down on the chair as I call Rikki's cell, leaving a voice mail.*
Hey Boo I am in the hospital, I woke up here I have a huge headache and a nasty gash. I don't know if you were contacted. I hate leaving this on the phone. I guess you will have to call the main hospital number and ask for me. I love you and wish you were here. Going to call Martha as well. Talk to you soon.
*A tallish gentlemen walks into the room with a smile. I stand as he reaches me he helps my weaving self back into bed. Pulling the covers over me. He opens his mouth and this squeaky voice comes out,*
"Ya ready to go to Radiology for a CT scan Mista Herveaux?"
*Nodding towards him as he kicks off the brakes and I am rolled out of the room into a maze of hallways to a elevator for a ride down to another maze of hallways to a huge room with a round machine and sitting there was a little girl and her mother. The little girl was jerking spasmodically, her Mother crooning to her a wordless song. Looking away to give them privacy. I feel her eyes on me as she covers her little girls face so she doesn't see the damaged place that was my head and face. She smiles,*
"Looks like you got a little banged up. Car accident?"
*Shaking my head in a negative motion which makes the room spin and my stomach feel unbalanced.*
No I had a little mishap at work actually.
*She nods slowly with a ghost of a smile.*
"Well look on the bright side you get a couple days off, from work with pay."
*With a bark of laughter I say,*
I am the boss so no time off, and no work means no pay for anyone.
*She extends her hand saying,*
"Forgive me my horrible manners I am Sandy. Sandy Gautier. This is my daughter Sasha. She's been doing a bit poorly and it's getting worse we are here for a CT scan to see what would be the matter."
*Taking her hand shaking it scenting the fear and the tremble in it, I take it with my other one patting it,*
I am sure they will get to the bottom of this for you and Sasha's sake.
*She nods sadly,*
"I have a son at home named Brian at home he's not doing well at all either, they said he's got a disease called Neurofibromatosis type I. There is no cure or drug protocols that work. That's why we are going to do a CT on Sasha, they think it could be this for her as well. My husband has insurance with his work but it doesn't cover it all."
