-Justin-
After four days, I'm going to lie back to sleep and hear some mutterings. I open my eyes and see her lips move.
"It's okay, honey, I've got you."
She seems to be responding, but she's not answering. She's moving her arm. I pull the cord so the doctor knows he has to come and he's there very quickly.
"She mumbles and she moves," I say
The doctor looks at the chart and writes down some things.
"Can you put her down, I'll turn around."
I'm moving a little rougher and I want to put her down.
"No, don't leave!" Her voice is hoarse and soft.
"Honey, I'm with you. The doctor wants you to lie down."
"Don't leave. Don't." Repeats Flora.
"You can sit with her again." Says the doctor, and I'll get her back with me.
Her bruises are gone and her leg looks better. It hasn't fully he
