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    Dance With Us 18

    Dr. Coogan (understanding): I know and usually I would let the partner stay the night but tonight because of the trauma to the shoulder and her left lung being nicked by the bullet, the head injury and the blood loss well and you need to rest as well.

    Kit (wrapping her arm around Tina’s shoulders): Thank you…

    Dr Coogan (smiling): If there’s anything you need see one of the nurses and they’ll take care of it.

    Helena (standing up): Thank you…

    Dr Coogan nodded and went back to the surgery suite.

    Shane (grabbing her things): Let’s go and see her and then we’ll do dinner or something…

    Helena (looking around): Let’s give Tina some time with Bette then we’ll go. (Looking at her) unless you want us there with you…

    Tina (appreciatively): No it’s all right. She’ll be happy to see all of you….

    Alice (squeezing Tasha’s hand): We’re here for you…

    Recovery Room

    Bette felt sick, she couldn’t move her left arm and it felt like someone had stuffed her head full of cotton. Her throat was dry and she wanted Tina. Closing her eyes she opened them to find a nurse standing over her.

    Nurse (checking Bette’s IV): I’m Tammy. I’m going to be taking care of you till about midnight. You up for some visitors you’re family wants to see you. (Seeing Bette struggle to speak) give it time. We had to give you a local nerve blocker because of the damage to your shoulder and the muscle there. You were fighting everyone and well that’s why your throat feels pretty rough. I’ll get you a pad to write on and some ice chips. You need anything you ring for me okay?

    Bette nodded and watched the door as Tina came in followed by the rest of their friends. Seeing Lisa in a wheel chair she tried to sit up feeling though as someone was sitting on her chest.

    Tina (leaning over): Easy baby (placing her hand gently on Bette’s chest, feeling the bandages and tubes there.) They told us you’re pretty weak and it’s going to be hard for you to talk (kissing her softly on the lips.) It’s okay we’re here…
    Tammy (walking in with a pad): Here this should help.

    Comments

    1. Sorry about your losses. I hope you are well and everything will be better for you soon. Thank you for sharing this story with us. Hope Bette gets well soon.

    2. Sorry for your losses. I hope you begin to feel better. Thanks for bringing this story back. I was just re-reading this story this past week and was hoping it would be brought back soon. So glad to see it here tonight! PPS!

    3. Sorry to heard about your loss and hope everything gonna be ok and god bless you and your family. That was good and hope Bette get well soon. Glad to catch up with your story and love it, can’t wait to see more, thanks!

    4. So sorry to hear what you’ve gone through. Happy to see this story back. Hope you feel up to posting more, but understand if you can’t right now. Take care.

    5. I had almost forgotten about this one, can justice please be served on this bitch before one of the girls does something that lands them where she should have been a long time ago. Having her harassed and beaten up by other prisoners for several months before being shanked seems fitting to me. So sorry to hear of your loss and illness. If you can PPVS

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