Second Chances by P.D. Cacek

Author:P.D. Cacek
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Suspense, supernatural, thriller, horror; gothic fantasy, dark fantasy, creepy stories
Publisher: Flame Tree Publishing
Published: 2020-10-22T22:08:02+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

June 23

Haverford, Pennsylvania / 4:32 a.m.

“Where’s my dad?” Her voice sounded so low and grumbly she could barely recognize it.

The face looking down at her was young and male, just Abbie’s type.

“I don’t know, but we can find out. Hi, I’m Dr. Leader and I’ll be your anesthesiologist.”

The anesthesiologist reached over and touched the tube that was still sticking out of Jessie’s throat. They’d capped the end so she could talk – and breathe normally through her nose, thank God – but decided to leave it in. Just in case. It still turned Jessie’s stomach whenever she accidentally brushed against it.

“They’ll be taking you down to surgery in a few minutes to remove your trach tube, so the next time you see me will be in the OR.”

Jessie nodded as carefully as she could and tried to sit up.

“Hey, whoa, pardner, you’ve already been prepped, so don’t be pulling out your IVs, okay? Besides, you have nothing to worry about, it’s a very minor procedure and I’ll be right there monitoring every breath you take and making sure you have a pleasant sleep. Unless you’d like to stay awake and watch.”

Jessie shook her head. “Sleep.”

“Sounds like a good plan. Okay. Remember the next time you see me I’ll be in a mask. A little nervous?”

Jessie nodded again.

“Well, you’re allowed to be, but only a little. Now, I’m just going to give you a little something to take the edge off. Ready?”

Jessie felt something warm race up her arm and the world got fuzzy and comfortable.

* * *

4:43 a.m.

“Hey there.”

Jessie pried her eyelids apart.

“See…I told you I’d be the one in the mask. Didn’t I tell you that would take the edge off? And if you thought that was good, you’ll love this.” Jessie felt a slight tug on the inside of her left elbow, “Now, count backward for me from one hundred.”

“100…99…98…9—”

* * *

5:32 a.m.

“And…you’re back. Can you open your eyes?”

Jessie was getting really sick of people asking her that.

She opened her eyes. The face looking down at her now was female and not so young, but nice. She was wearing a green scrub cap.

“How do you feel? It’s okay, try and say something.”

Jessie swallowed. “Hurts.”

“Good! I mean, it’s not good that it hurts, but just trust me, it’s all good. Okay, you can go back to sleep now.”

“Okay.”

* * *

6:04 a.m.

“Jessica. Jessica, can you open your eyes for me, please?”

Jessie groaned and gave them one eye, but it seemed enough.

“Sleepy.”

“I’m sure you are, but I need to know how you feel. Remember what I told you about the numbers?”

Jessie frowned. Numbers?

“Okay, I guess you were still a little out of it. Pain scale, one for no pain, ten for a lot. Are you in any pain and if so how bad is it?”

Jessie held up three fingers.

“Good. Now, do you think you could swallow for me?”

Jessie swallowed and flashed all five fingers three times.

The nurse laughed. “Well, your reflexes are good. You’ll still be a little raw for the next few days, but once the incision heals you won’t even notice the scar and….

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