Memories by Sletten Deanna Lynn

Author:Sletten, Deanna Lynn [Sletten, Deanna Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Deanna Lynn Sletten
Published: 2012-02-23T16:00:00+00:00

He didn't know how long he'd sat that way until the nurse in the blue smock came and gently touched him on the shoulder. "Mr. DeCara," she whispered. "Mr. DeCara, you should go now, sir."

Michael raised his head slowly and looked into the nurse's warm, brown eyes. "No, I have to stay. Just a few minutes longer." His eyes were red-rimmed, he looked almost delirious.

The nurse kneeled down to his level and placed a hand on his shoulder. She'd seen so many others like him, all hurting for a loved one. Yet each one tore at her heart. "You can't do anything for her tonight," she offered softly. "You can come back tomorrow and see her when you're rested."

When he made no effort to move, she tried again. "Please Mr. DeCara. You won't do her any good by getting sick yourself. You need your strength for the days ahead. Please, it's late."

Michael looked down once again at Vanessa finally realizing that the nurse was right. He slowly rose from his chair and stepped through the curtains with the nurse right behind him. He was so tired, he suddenly felt a hundred years old and his shoulders slumped as a world of heartache fell upon them.

He turned back to the nurse. "Tell me what's wrong with her," he said, trying to keep his voice controlled. "Why is she in a coma? Why is her head bandaged?" And then, pleadingly, "Will she live?"

The nurse looked at him steadily, the warmth still in her eyes. "She's been in a coma since she was brought in and the doctors had to operate to relieve the pressure that was building in her brain. That's really all I can tell you for now. Tomorrow, the doctors will be here and you can speak to them about her condition."

Seeing the desperation in his eyes she added. "She has been stable for the past twelve hours and we might be able to transfer her into a room by tomorrow. That's a good sign."

Michael only stared at her, unable to say anything more. The nurse patted his shoulder again. "Go home, Mr. DeCara. Come back in the morning after you've slept. I promise we'll take good care of her."

"Thank you," Michael said, and turned and walked down the aisle of beds and out through the double doors, out of the room that seemed to him to only hold death.

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