LEXI
“How are you feeling?” the doctor asked gently, walking toward me on the bed, and I finally took my eyes away from Mrs. Lane and looked at him.
It was also only then that I stopped long enough to listen to my body. My head throbbed, but it was dull, and I could tell it was being suppressed by the medication I had been given; otherwise, I would be screaming with my skull feeling like it was splitting. My stomach also felt woozy, and even the light above me seemed too bright.
“Dizzy,” I admitted, hoarsely. “But I’m not feeling much pain.”
He nodded like he expected it. “That makes sense. You suffered a concussion when you hit your head against the bench. There’s no bleeding, which is good news. But you do have a mild traumatic brain injury. You’ll likely have headaches, dizziness,
