After the tests were done. Jessie helped carry Dawn to a bed and lay her down carefully. Wendy checked her vitals to write on a chart. Dawn’s heart was elevated, so was her blood pressure. They checked her over and she didn’t need stitches but she needed to rest. She had no broken bones. Wendy stayed with Dawn for the doctor to confirm Dawn was to stay in bed at home for a couple days.
They advised her to come back if her vision blurs, if she has trouble hearing or experiences pain or hallucinations. Jessie texted Mark.
[Being discharged, she’s fine. X-rays are clear. Dawn needs to stay in bed at home and she has to be checked on lots in case she gets blurry vision, trouble hearing or pain and hallucinations.] – Jessie texted.
Jessie helped her untie her gown for her to hold. He slid her bra around her to clip it up. Dawn slid her arms in the straps and then she pulled the gown down as Jessie pulled her pants on her and put his jacket on her.
“Come on sunshine. We are going home.” Jessie said.
“Hold on. Doctor, I think we should give antibiotics again in case. Her skin was pierced.” Wendy said.
“Very well.” The doctor said.
He walked away to get a script.
“That’s payback for calling the ambulance a whee whoo.” Wendy whispered.
They laughed.
“The reporters might still be out there.” Patrick said.
“Well, I guess we have to ignore them and walk past them.” Jessie said.
“Flash them, they will feel uncomfortable.” Wendy joked.
“Flash my middle finger to the sky and say shoo reporters, f**k you, go fly a kite.” Dawn said.
Her tone changed as she spoke. They caught up on it.
“Dawn?” Wendy asked.
Dawn leaned back, the EKG machine started racing. Wendy pressed the button and the nurses came in.
“Sir’s step out please.” Another nurse said.
They stepped out. They watched as Dawn started flatlining they were shocked and scared. Wendy was using the paddles on Dawn to bring her back to life. It didn’t work. They did it again, she was given a needle and then they did it again when it was charged. Dawn gasped and arched her back. Her neck and face were now red.
“Dawn, what are you feeling?” Wendy asked.
Dawn leaned over and vomited. She vomited up chips and stomach bile.
“Are you okay?” Wendy asked.
“Her back.” Another nurse said.
“She’s getting antibiotics. Dawn, roll over and face us. We need to examine you.” Wendy said.
Dawn rolled over.
“There’s blood on her lip.” A nurse said.
“Thank you captain obvious.” Wendy said.
Wendy wiped it and put gloves on. She opened Dawn’s mouth.
“Get me tweezers.” Wendy said.
They ran to get some tweezers. Wendy pulled them into her throat slowly and pulled out a piece of plastic that was from the seatbelt clicker that flung into her throat.
“Her throat was cut in the accident. It explains her need for water to ease it.” Wendy said.
“What do we do?” A nurse said.
“There isn’t much to do. We have to trust Dawn will rest it. She should be on a liquid diet. I will stop by to check up on her daily until it’s not going to hurt her.” Wendy said.
The doctor came back and saw the mess.
“Did I miss the excitement?” He asked.
“It’s fine now.” Wendy said.
He nodded.
“Nurse, get me a jug of water and a cup.” Wendy said.
The nurse nodded. Wendy grabbed a vomit bag. Jessie and Patrick watched. Wendy lifted Dawn’s bed up so she sat up straight.
“Dawn, can you hear me?” Wendy asked.
Dawn looked at her and nodded.
“I’m going to get you to gargle the water repeatedly. You are going to spit it out in the vomit bags. Don’t swallow the water.” Wendy said.
Dawn nodded. She looked like she was in a daze trying to concentrate. Wendy poured her a cup.
“Gargle then spit.” Wendy said.
Dawn nodded. She gargled and spat. The water in the bad was red.
“Keep going. We are going to clear out the blood.” Wendy said.
Dawn nodded slightly and gargled. She kept gargling and spitting until the red was almost gone.
“There you do sweetie. Now if you feel like you taste a lot of blood, redo this.” Wendy said.
Dawn nodded slightly. Wendy turned a small torch on and aimed it into her mouth.
“The blood looks gone for now. It will be back. Stay on liquids.” Wendy said.
Dawn nodded. She was silently crying. Wendy noticed and used a tissue to wipe her tears.
“You’re a brave girl dear. Come on now, let’s get you discharged.” Wendy said.
Dawn nodded. She watched the ceiling as Wendy walked away.
“Jessie, she died for a bit.” Patrick said.
“I know. I can’t believe I didn’t notice it.” Jessie said.
They both sounded sad and scared.
“They didn’t catch it on the X-ray. No one knew.” Patrick said.
“I know your dad’s rule. But until she is better, I am going to be sleeping in there. I’ll even leave the door open if he doesn’t trust me. Or I will sneak in. I want to make sure she doesn’t die again.” Jessie cried.
“I know, I will help you sneak in. Now she might be my sister, he won’t allow night guests in her room.” Patrick said.