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Ethan has been in and out of conciousness for the last hour or so, mind and body drifting as his system slowly but surely clears of the drugs that were pumping through him for so long. He has caught snippets of conversation; mentions of Dopaminergics, enzyme inhibitors, Methylphenidate, soporific drugs and other such medical terms that mean absolutely nothing to him in this state.
Steadily his mind clears, the last of the fog that pervades his thoughts finally diminishing enough that he can think straight. He can hear the steady beep of a heartbeat monitor and voices murmuring in the background, can smell the sharp tang of disinfectant and boy can he feel pain. With a groan Ethan raises his right hand to his head, managing to yank at the IV lines that are pierced into his veins.
"W-water?" It takes three attemtps to croak out the word and he hasn't even opened his eyes to make sure that there is anyone there to hear him. All Ethan knows it that his throat is a dry as the desert and every inch of him is sore. If this is heaven it kinda sucks. Though he has no way of telling his Momma and her prayer group that fact.
Steadily his mind clears, the last of the fog that pervades his thoughts finally diminishing enough that he can think straight. He can hear the steady beep of a heartbeat monitor and voices murmuring in the background, can smell the sharp tang of disinfectant and boy can he feel pain. With a groan Ethan raises his right hand to his head, managing to yank at the IV lines that are pierced into his veins.
"W-water?" It takes three attemtps to croak out the word and he hasn't even opened his eyes to make sure that there is anyone there to hear him. All Ethan knows it that his throat is a dry as the desert and every inch of him is sore. If this is heaven it kinda sucks. Though he has no way of telling his Momma and her prayer group that fact.