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| " Once again Dillon struggled to speak " Once again Dillon heard the squeak of unseen shoes The world was dark There is a chance that when the swelling goes down and the bruising subsides, your brain will have healed enough to process whatever input your eyes supply " This statement was followed by a sigh But for some reason his mouth was too dry to form words It’s a good thing you waited until I was making my rounds to wake up Marshall," another female voice, this one sounding older, said "That would be enough to concern us, but you also got glass in your eyes "I’ll have you home soon, baby, and then you can get a good night’s sleep "He’s bound to be thirsty after so long a time without anything to drink Marshall, the most you can hope for is to be able to distinguish when large objects are in the way, even while you won’t know what they are "Now, I’ve worked with lots of patients as they come out of comas," Dr "I’m glad to see you’ve decided to join us Mr Then, her footsteps retreated again He couldn’t open them I don’t see it doing you any good "The car you were in was badly damaged by the force of the impact He seemed to be one big, red-hot nerve, pulsing and throbbing in pain You’ll also have to work to regain some of the strength in that arm, but if you played tennis before, we’ll make sure you do again " After helping Dillon into the car and pecking him on the lips, Brad jogged around the front of the car and slid behind the wheel "You were in a car accident, but we got to you in time Morgan," the kind voice said It’s a good thing, because you were pretty bad when you came in " Dillon smiled and reclined his seat back so that the seatbelt barely touched his body I don’t know how much you know about the brain, but the Occipital Lobe is responsible for the interpretation of what you see Nothing made sense The steel cage crumpled, striking you on the back of your head, causing a severe concussion and damage to your Occipital Lobe Soft-soled shoes squeaked as they passed over an unseen floor and then Dillon felt a presence leaning over him Now, though, there was something else in her voice "It was a great party, but I’m just not as young as I used to be We dug out all that we could fine, but your corneas are severely scarred "I imagine you’re in quite a bit of pain Tuning the radio to a station playing soft, soothing music, he rubbed his fingers against Dillon’s jaw Right now, CAT scans and MRIs show massive swelling and bruising in the region " Dillon felt like he couldn’t breathe Dillon felt as though his head was going to explode Let me see if I can answer most of them for you We’ve done reconstructive surgery and after some hard work, you will walk again Why on earth would they do so now? This time he heard multiple pairs of feet entering the room He struggled to open his eyes, but for some reason seemed to be unable to do so "I’m pretty sure you have lots of questions going through your head Someone moved to the foot of the bed and he heard a jangling noise and then some papers being flipped He sucked in a breath, trying to control the need to cry out against the pain " "I’ll get some right away, Dr It’s going to take time, but we have some amazing surgeons here at Crestwick Sinai " Brad brought Dillon’s fingers to his mouth and kissed them " A coma? He had been in a COMA? He couldn’t have been! "You’ve been with us just over two weeks now," Dr I’m not going to sugarcoat things He wanted to ask so many questions Giving a jaw-popping yawn, Dillon smiled His eyes "We were beginning to worry that you didn’t like us His eyes drifted closed and he was lightly sleeping before Brad had even pulled out of Jeremy’s driveway " A hand stroked his hair back then moved down his arm Slivers penetrated right through your eyelids in order to pierce the eyes themselves "Your right arm is also broken in two places, but they were clean breaks and give every indication that they will heal fine "I am pooped, baby," he said to Brad It had been bad enough when she’d been listing off his other injuries Dillon turned and waved one last time before taking Brad’s hand and following him out to the car Morgan spoke In other words, Mr Who were they? How did they know him? Why was he in so much pain? Why couldn’t he open his eyes? But while his mouth opened and closed, he was unable to force any sound out Then, she had just sounded matter-of-fact "The real challenge was your eyes " What was she telling him? Was she saying he was blind? She couldn’t be saying that! There was just no way that could be true! "We do have a small bit of hope "Tina, I think our young friend here needs some ice chips," the older voice said What had she meant about a doctor? Was he in a hospital? He’d never been hospitalized for a hangover before Suddenly, he heard someone moving around The sound of music and laughter faded as Jeremy closed the front door behind them "It’s a good thing that you’re staying at my place tonight, then," he commented as he unlocked the car doors In fact, his whole body ached Morgan continued, seemingly unaware of Dillon’s panic "Well, well, well," a tender voice said, "Welcome back to the world of the living Dillon Marshall He didn’t remember having all that much to drink at Jeremy’s house warming party, but his head had never ached this much However, they’re not going to be giving much He wanted to protest, to beg the person not to leave him "Your right knee was crushed I’ll get a doctor in here and we’ll see what we can do about that "It’s only a twenty minute drive compared to the hour it would take you to get home |
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