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Her head felt like there were little tiny gnomes with sledgehammers pounding away. She opened her eyes and mumbled, "Screw the sledgehammers, fucking jack hammers more like it."
Of course she knew she was talking to herself. After all she had a private room in the hospital. She hated them, hated the fact that because of a drunk driver, she was spending her Fourth of July holiday in traction.
She didn't remember much of the wreck. Just basically the before and the aftermath. She remembered her mother telling her what had happened, and telling her that Jack and Riddick had been ok and were safe at home now.
She found it a bit ironic that her first thought had been for her dogs. She didn't even want to imagine what the truck looked like. From what she had been told, the idiot had been going sixty miles per hour.
The doctor's had been surprised she survived that one. She had told them it's not the first time that she had survived a wreck she should have died in.
She reached for the call button with her right hand, and when the nurse came in and asked what she wanted, she politely requested something for her headache.
After taking it, she closed her eyes and let her mind drift. She knew that visiting hours started in five minutes and she was pretty sure that she was going to have company.
Of course she knew she was talking to herself. After all she had a private room in the hospital. She hated them, hated the fact that because of a drunk driver, she was spending her Fourth of July holiday in traction.
She didn't remember much of the wreck. Just basically the before and the aftermath. She remembered her mother telling her what had happened, and telling her that Jack and Riddick had been ok and were safe at home now.
She found it a bit ironic that her first thought had been for her dogs. She didn't even want to imagine what the truck looked like. From what she had been told, the idiot had been going sixty miles per hour.
The doctor's had been surprised she survived that one. She had told them it's not the first time that she had survived a wreck she should have died in.
She reached for the call button with her right hand, and when the nurse came in and asked what she wanted, she politely requested something for her headache.
After taking it, she closed her eyes and let her mind drift. She knew that visiting hours started in five minutes and she was pretty sure that she was going to have company.