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Recovery
Bree woke up groggy again, but this time, she knew exactly where she should be. A nurse was there to help her take a few sips of water. Her hand was still fairly numb, but she had some pain in her thigh. “I can give you something for that,” the nurse assured her.
A few minutes later, the nurse returned with some medication for her. Bree rested her head back, hoping it started working before the pain got any worse. At least her hand wasn’t throbbing. “The doctor will be in to speak to you soon, but she won’t mind if I go ahead and le
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