Narrative Post - Surgeries and cybernetics.
It was an early morning.
Too damn early, in Arabelle's opinion, but it was about the best time everything was available at once. Still, being in a wheelchair wouldn't be as bad as the implant possibly giving out at the worst possible time.
So, she was brought into the Operating Facility, a room she hadn't been in for a long, long time.
The equipment was more advanced than she saw last. It didn't really help with how nervous she was feeling at the time. And to be honest, she was a bit terrified too. What if it went wrong? What if she was paralyzed for life?
She got on the table face down, shifting her wings so they wouldn't be in the way.
It was after she was put to sleep with the painkillers, the surgery started.
Four hours later:
The surgery had gone well. Long as hell, but well. Removing the spinal implant and replacing it was an extremely delicate task. As no further damage could be risked to Arabelle's spine than was already there.
Since the accident, it had healed nicely, and once the implant was removed, it was then replaced, with a newer version. The unfortunate part was that there was still going to be a waiting period for up to a couple of weeks.
Arabelle awoke, laying on her stomach on a different bed. Back stitched and stapled back into place so that it may heal. This isn't the first time she's had this done, and it certainly won't be the last. She made a sort of 'nrgf' noise, and decided to simply wait, for now.
Too damn early, in Arabelle's opinion, but it was about the best time everything was available at once. Still, being in a wheelchair wouldn't be as bad as the implant possibly giving out at the worst possible time.
So, she was brought into the Operating Facility, a room she hadn't been in for a long, long time.
The equipment was more advanced than she saw last. It didn't really help with how nervous she was feeling at the time. And to be honest, she was a bit terrified too. What if it went wrong? What if she was paralyzed for life?
She got on the table face down, shifting her wings so they wouldn't be in the way.
It was after she was put to sleep with the painkillers, the surgery started.
Four hours later:
The surgery had gone well. Long as hell, but well. Removing the spinal implant and replacing it was an extremely delicate task. As no further damage could be risked to Arabelle's spine than was already there.
Since the accident, it had healed nicely, and once the implant was removed, it was then replaced, with a newer version. The unfortunate part was that there was still going to be a waiting period for up to a couple of weeks.
Arabelle awoke, laying on her stomach on a different bed. Back stitched and stapled back into place so that it may heal. This isn't the first time she's had this done, and it certainly won't be the last. She made a sort of 'nrgf' noise, and decided to simply wait, for now.