FIVE DAYS LATER
GABRIELE FERRARI
Forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven, f-forty-eight…
Fuck, no one is forcing me to do this, so why am I killing myself with these damn push-ups?
Forty-nine, fifty! And that is it! I finally made it. This just proves to me how much I am ready to go back to the world. What I would like to call today’s exercise is the “No pain, no gain” exercise. This is what my body needed to remind me of the strength I have.
I force myself up, ignoring the pain, and limp my way to the shower. I open the shower taps and allow the water to run while I strip off my shorts and just look at the bloody bandage on my shoulder. I groan in agony as I take it off and then throw it in the basin before I open the water to run on it and rinse off the blood. The blood is not much,
