My bed, at last !

17 November 2009 // 0 comments // Bike accident  // previous  // next

Barkly Street

The crowd is replaced by medical staff. Her name is Jasmine, his name..? I can’t remember. He’s asking me questions. I’m answering. She’s examining me, I’m in so much pain. she’s so cute...

I’m looking around me and now I understand where I am. I’m looking at my leg. I see the reason of my pain. Just below the knee, I have a bump about 1cm deep.

Him: "Are you ready ? We’re going to move you on the bed.". Me: "Yes, let’s do it.". Him, understanding it’s going to be messy: "Help yourself on my shoulder.". Me: "AAaaaaah". Louis rushes to me. 3 pairs of arms are needed to lift me and put me on this bed.

The bed slides into the ambulance like a man in a woman. Finally a warmer place.

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