I pack my things up and switch off my light, my doctor satisfied by my actions leaves. I sigh staring at the ceiling before sleep comes to get me...
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Today is the official day. I have been in hospital for a week. My amnesia isn't gone yet but my memory is showing improvement. The negative to that is the fact that I have been getting the symptoms of a concussion.
My aunt, uncle and dad are by my side from the time visiting hours begin until visiting hours end. My dad having put in leave just so he could get me through this. The only time my family leaves me is when the physiotherapist comes to get me for my da
