I couldn't call Angie for a while as the doctor wanted to keep me for a few more hours. I was offered food, but this whole ordeal didn't leave much of an appetite. I could see it getting dark out and got agitated when they finally decided to discharge me.
After calling Angie, and hearing a mouthful -biggest understatement of the year- I sent her my location so she could come get me. I don’t even know where I am, all I know is I was out for over 24 hours. Waiting for Angie in the hospital lobby, I mentally ran through everything that happened. What started out as a normal day, ended- for a lack of a better word- horribly. There were some things that didn’t quite add up about Noah’s story but I don’t remember anything so I just have to take his word for it. Anytime I try to focus on the eve
