Thursday, February 16, 2012
Kat awoke to a beautiful sunny morning, her spirit soared and she felt so much better, a little pain but nothing like last night. She heard a faint knock on the door and a young doctor entered her room, it look like he had just came out of med school. "Good morning" he said, he then stated that she had a mild concussion and that her leg wrap needed to be changed daily and salve put on it to help speed the healing. He then advised her that she would only be there a couple of more days, then added that the detective said he would be back later that morning. In her mind dhe thought oh great just what I needed, but she nodded and tried to give a faint smile. He left the room, an orderly with a tray of meds and a pitcher of water entered the room. He didn't say much and turned to go, saying that the breakfast tray would be there in about a hour. She wasn't very hungry and the thought of food made her feel nauseated. Nevertheless, she managed to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her hair was matted and tangled, little lumps of dried blood was intwined in it. She managed to find her purse that was brought in with her to the hospital. Finally she found a comb and she tried to comb through the tangled mess. The breakfast tray arrived, she was only interested in the toast and hot tea, and pushed the rest aside. Then she tried her best to look presentable for when the detective arrived.