Argh... my head.
It's killing me. It feels like someone is pounding inside of it with a hammer.
I should roll over and go back to sleep, but I need some water. It feels like a big ball of cotton has been wedged inside my mouth. It takes effort to pry open my eyelids. Bright sunlight pours through the windows. I blink, trying to adjust to the intensity.
A strange fuzziness fills my head. Needing to make sense of what's happening, my mind tumbles back to yesterday. It takes a moment for the memories to coalesce and then solidify.
The accident-or near hit-and-run-is the first thing that flashes through my sleep-addled brain.
Is that why I feel so crappy this morning?
Is this the aftereffect of the fall I took? Now that I think about it, I remember being checked over at the hosp
