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Saturday, April 9, 2011

Recovery.

Voices, hussed voices talking intently about something probably vitaly important that i can't make out is all i'm aware of. The effort it takes to open my eyelides is now an epic task that i know is far beyond me. It takes all the energy i have to concentrate intently on these bodyless voices and the only words i can make out are 'tragic' 'family' and 'coma' before i yield and drift off again. It may be a few hours later or a few weeks later i have no idea how much time has past as i'm viciously attacked by the intensely bright light flooding in the window. My intstinct is to turn my head away but even this small but sudden movement hurts like a punch in the face, i moan loudly and this seems to grab someones attention as almost immediately i feel hastened footsteps and someones soft hands on my arm and forehead before the sweet voice gently and lowly exclaims 'he's awake' an uncertain murmur followed by a more assured call out 'he's awake get in here!'
The following few hours are a haze of seemingly hoards of medical staff going over every inch of me methodically and thouroughly. I felt like a piece of meat being prodded and poked without permission but i guess that's what you get for being an idiot so i kept quiet and left them to it. Eventually they all leave me to get some rest and i close my eyes and try to drift off again but my mind is restless.
'I thought i'd never see you again'
An overfamiliar nurse wanders over to by bedside and to my surprise kisses me passionately and tenderley on my bruised lips. I have no idea why she has decided to do something so unproffessional and frankly hot like something out of a lustful teenaged dream. To be honest i don't care why she is doing this i just dont want it to stop, for the first time since my accident i'm begining to feel alive again. As she pulls back slightly and brushes my face softely with her hand i'm meet by an even greater and more joyfulled surprise. It's my naughthy angel!! The one i searched for for seemingly so long. Uncertain of the right first words to say i open my mouth to greet my beauty yet nothing comes out.
'What's the matter cat got your tongue?'
She utters cheekily with a slight smirk across her pale face.
'Your a great kisser'
Is all in can offer up.
'Thanks your no so bad yourself'
My mind is overflowing with questions,how did you find me? why are you in a nurses uniform? am i dreaming? Are you going to dissappear again?
Yet all i can actually do is think with another part of my body and reach out to grab her and pull her towards me and kiss her back, hopefully surprising her the way she did me. She loves it i can tell by the way her lips surrender to mine and the delicate little moan she lets out. After a few secounds she pulls away.
' Hold on now, i don't even know your name, what kinda girl do you think i am'
'My name i...'
'You can tell me when you take me out for a drink on our first date'
'Okay'
'Iv'e gotta go work now here's my number'
And as quick as a flash she has turned around and glides effortlessly out of the room.

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