James
The LNA came in the room all smiles. “I have good news! Your friend in the ICU, she’s awake.”
“She is awake?” I kicked the blanket off my feet and pulled myself out of the hospital bed. I took off wearing nothing but a johnny and those silly hospital socks with the rubber grips on the bottom of them. The nursing staff on ICU had gotten used to me, and no longer tried to stop me from entering the room. I couldn’t keep the goofy grin off my face as I plowed through the door and saw her, sitting up on the bed, propped up on pillows. They had removed the feeding tube from her nose and it appeared that someone had taken the time to comb out her hair, as it had been smoothed out, pulled around her shoulder, and braided neatly. She still had an IV plugged into her arm, and she wa
