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    The Lost Word – Chapter 3

    Story written on April 30, 2007 by The L Word RPG.
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    “Hey, lie back, I don’t want you hurting yourself,” Dr. Wilson told the frantic Shane. “Let me look at his leg. I’m a doctor.”

    "My back…" she replied quietly now that Shay couldn’t hear her. "And… I think some ribs are fractured…" She tried to take a deep breath and felt that familiar aching in her back again. "But I don’t think they’re broken, maybe just cracked. I know what that feels like."

     

    Dr. Charlene Wilson

    Doctor Wilson was relieved for two reasons: that her patient could suggest what was wrong, and that she was lucid enough to put together a long term memory with the pain she felt now.

    She leaned over, and saw that the blood under Shane was coming from her left
    side.

    The blood, however, wasn’t profuse, and the screams from far down the beach reminded her that this wasn’t her only patient.

    She put her hand on Shane’s arm. "You’re gonna be fine. I need you to stay really still. I’ll be back as soon as I can and I’ll wrap your ribs for you."

    Before Shane could reply she stood up. The boy was running back. Dr. Wilson intercepted him.

    "Listen to me. You keep that bandage on your leg, and I want you to stay with your mom. You need to keep talking to her and help keep her calm. I want you to keep her from moving around very much. And if she gets sleepy again, you call me. My name is Doc…" She smiled. "Well, just yell ‘Charlene,’ okay?

    Shay smiled back, and for the first time Charlene felt something other than numbness and terror.

    She ran back down the shore, toward groups of people. “Is anyone hurt? I’m a doctor!”

      

    Shane McCutcheon

    Shay sat back down next to Shane and she reached out her hand, grabbing one of his. "I’m so proud of you," she said softly, letting her eyelids down for just a moment. She was going to open them again, but it felt so good to just let them stay closed for a little while. There. She opened them again but immediately felt them closing once more. This wasn’t going to work, she had to find something to focus on. Something that felt better than being able to fall asleep and not feel the pain that was taking her over. Shay should be that something, but then why wasn’t looking at her son, knowing he was okay after all that had happened, enough to keep her awake?
     

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