I woke to the beeping noise of a machine. Like the one from the hospitals. The smell of disinfectant and medicine made me assume that was where I was. With much effort, I slowly opened my eyes that seem to have been glued together.
My attempt to sit up was fruitless. The feeding tube, IV line, and catheter were hindering my movement. Where am I and how did I get here?
Studying the huge room, it contained a dining and sitting area with a fireplace and big-screen television. The lavender color of the walls and the soft lights were soothing. Looking for an emergency button, I found Rome instead. Laid out on the bed next to me.
Hair tussled over his face, beard unkempt. I wish I had the luxury to keep staring uninterrupted. Whatever I was on had worn off, everything hurt.
After some tri
