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Max
I carefully follow the nurses who are navigating Cyra’s bed to the room where the other guys are. I’m so glad that she’s finally allowed back, that we’ll all be in the same room again. This is better. This is so much better.
The first day after the attack and her surgery, Cyra’s concussion was very obvious. She kept forgetting things, it was like the information wouldn’t stick in her head.
She took it in stride, acting like nothing was wrong when things didn’t make sense to her. But I’m sure she still noticed our worry, as she stopped asking questions after a while.
At first, she kept being confused about my wheelchair and she kept asking about the others, where they were, how they were doing. But at other times, I noticed that she didn’t fully understand everything going on aro
