A prick on my arm aroused me. I didn't know what arm I felt the prick, my left or my right, but it was a sharp pain. Then a soothing coldness followed. I struggled to open my eyes, it took tremendous effort from me.
I groaned, then heard voices. “She's regaining consciousness, doctor.”
Doctor? Was I at a hospital? What happened?
“Well, she's supposed to… It's about time,” I heard from the person who I assumed was the doctor.
“Miss Millie, can you hear me?” the doctor called out to me. The voice sounded faint in my mind. I still struggled to open my eyes. “Miss Millie?” the voice repeated.
“Yes…..rghh” I groaned out.
“I'll take that as a yes then,” the voice said and adjusted my arm that was pricked. “Doctor, can we give her ice cubes? She'll be very parched now,” the female voice as
