we are going to ask you to cough. Do
you think you can do that?” Kari, the day nurse asked.
She nodded, but still looked frantically
from one to the other, her good arm going up to pull at the tube. I
grabbed her wrist and gently brought it down to the bed again.
“Stop struggling, please.”
“Okay, when I say three, cough and I’ll pull
out the tube,” Kari said. “It will feel strange and you’ll have a
little bit of a sore throat afterward. Are you ready?” Julia looked
into her face and nodded once. “One, two, three,” she said as she
pulled out the tube. Julia coughed several times and pulled her
hand from underneath mine to go up to cover her mouth.
I poured some water from the pitcher on the
bed stand and offered it to her, but her hands moved up to the
bandage on her head and she tried to move her injured arm. A sling
restricted her movements so her shoulder could heal properly.
Another nurse inserted a syringe into an IV
port and Julia’s eyes got heavy instantly and her movements slowed.
I put the glass to her lips and she took a small sip.
“We’re sedating her because she can
re-fracture her ribs if she moves around too much,” Dad murmured as
I returned the glass to the tray.
“I know that, Dad.” I brushed the back of my fingers
across her forehead as her eyes fluttered closed. She was trying to
fight the sedative, but it was impossible. I leaned down and kissed
her gently, nuzzling my nose against her temple and sighed
deeply.
I backed up and ran both hands through my
hair as the gravity of what had just happened hit me. My legs felt
weak and I leaned up against the wall for support trying to focus
on my father. He blurred before my eyes as they started to burn,
but the strong hand on my shoulder was reassuring. “She’s going to
be okay, son.”
“It’s a miracle.” I nodded, wiping at the
wetness in my eyes with the back of my hand.
Soon the room was clear and Julia was
resting peacefully. I was sitting beside her, holding her hand
again. She was very sleepy, but I wanted to talk to her. I rubbed
my thumb back and forth over the top of her hand.
“Julia? I’m here with you,
babe. Everyone is here. Your parents, Ellie and Harris, Aaron and
Jen. Everyone who loves you is here. I love you so much,” I
whispered and used my other hand to brush her hair back. She tried
to lift her eyelids slightly but the medicine had her on the
verge of sleep . I brought her hand up and brushed
my lips across her knuckles, unable to tear my eyes away. I
grimaced at the bruises that were beginning to turn green around
the edges. Her left eye was blackened and her face was swollen. It
hurt to think of what she must have felt during the
accident. What did she suffer?
“What happened when she woke up?” my dad
asked. He was standing behind me and I had to shake myself out of
my thoughts. “Did she give any indication that she knew what was
happening?”
I laughed incredulously.
“She blinked and nodded when I asked her if she understood. I’m
so relieved ,
Dad!” I stood and his arms closed around me in a comforting
embrace.
“That’s excellent, son. We’ll see how she
does in the next couple of days, but I want to order more tests to
make sure there isn’t any permanent brain damage. She may have
difficulty with muscle coordination due to the location of the
injury.” He patted my back and then clutched at it. “I’ll go find
Marin and Paul. They went to the cafeteria to get lunch. You should
call the others and then go clean up before Julia wakes up. You
look a mess, Ryan. Shave, for God’s sake. You probably scared the
shit out of the girl.”
“She’s seen me worse,” I laughed and my
chest physically hurt as my lungs pulled in the air. Was this the
first time I’d breathed in four days? I bent to kiss her on her
forehead and then rested my head lightly on hers, relishing the
feeling of her breath on my face, proof that she was alive and
would recover.
Thank you. I’ll