With a sigh, I lean back, thinking of so many things that would disturb me completely.
Slowly, I drifted to sleep and for the first time in my whole life, I am feeling stressed and weak. I never slept like this, but now I am feeling like my body doesn't have an ounce of energy left in it.
The next day, after checking me up, the doctor informed the nurse to remove all the pipes and wires that are connected to my body, including the IV drip. He turned to me, saying, "For now, you're looking perfectly fine, and I don't know how you are back totally. Anyway, you have to stay in the hospital for today and we need to check your body metabolism."
"Ok, doctor, but please, I want to get some fresh air. Ask them to take me into the fresh air. I don't want to stay confined in one room," I requested, to which he simply nodded his head and agreed.
"Take her out and check if she's able to cope with the sudden light and if she's able to walk normally without any problem," he ordered the nurse and then he went away from there to the other bed to check on other patients.
The nurse turned to me and smiled, saying, "Please wait for some time." I would be back to you after the doctor finishes his rounds." Hearing her words, I nodded my head with a smile. I don't understand what magic she possesses, but I am loving her. Even though I don't know her much, I am still liking her, which is completely opposite of me.
I sat there, observing everyone and thinking of the things I had to do after going out from here. I always do everything in an organized way and love to plan my schedule by myself a day ahead. I never let my assistant or anyone else decide my schedule, as I don't want anyone's interference in my life or in my day.
After deciding where to go, whom to meet, and what to do, I don't think they are not going to get it easily, but Kelly might not be surprised," I thought and my lip got a bit spread thinking of her.
After some time, the nurse came toward me and started taking off all the pipes that are connected to my body while saying, "Now, my shift is over." I would be heading back to home and another nurse would take up the charge. So if you need anything, feel free to ask them. Don't worry, they are also good."
"When will you come back again?" I really don't like someone touching me or talking with me. I never felt any comfort around the strangers and somehow this nurse got me comfortable, and now I don't want anyone else around me.
"I would be back by evening; I have to do night shift, so I won't be back till 6 p.m.," she answered and her words made me upset. Anyhow, I know she needs to rest and can't stay awake the whole night without sleep so I simply nod my head.
"Ok, do you want to go outside for fresh air?" She looked at me after finishing all the work on my body.
"Yes, but you said you have to leave now, right? We would go in the evening," I answered.
"It's ok, I will take you for a walk and then I will sign off for the day. Come let's go," she helped me stand and then made me sit on the wheel, to which I groaned in frustration.
"I am not a patient or particularly ill. I don't want this wheelchair. I can walk," I said with annoyance. Wheel chair is something I always hate and never want to use in my life. And here I am about to sit in it.
"Who said you were physically disabled or patient? It's just that we don't need to struggle with you, and I too don't need to put much effort in. Trust me, I will make you get out of this once we reach the hospital garden. Please cooperate with me," she explains while pleading with me to sit in it.
"I don't like to sit in it. I never sat in the wheelchair till now," I whined.
"HAha, it's because you have been stringent enough till now and you are walking after a month. Your legs need to get stronger, and they need some support. So, for some time, you need to sit here, and after a while, I will make you get out of it and walk too. If your lgs support you, we can come back while walking." She is way too patient with me, or she is like that with everyone I don't know.
After hearing her numerous requests and pleadings, I couldn't turn her off, so I just nodded my head with a smile, allowing her to make me sit in the wheelchair.
"That's like a good girl. Come," she complimented and then helped me sit in the wheel chair. She asked me outside, and I don't know why I am feeling strange here. I am getting strange vibes and I am feeling like I don't know anyone or anything, which makes me more confused. I silently let her take me to the garden, pushing away all my thoughts, which were disturbing me completely.
As she said after we left the garden, she helped me stand on my legs and supported me to take a few steps. I feel like my legs are stretching out slowly and the blood is flowing through my nerves.
"Want to try to talk on your own? I know you need some more practice and support but only after seeing you work will we know how much support you need and if you need any physiotherapy classes," she explained.
I took a few steps ahead and surprisingly, after the first ten steps, I was able to breathe normally. The nurse looked at me with a wide eye, yet she asked me to take a few more turns in the garden to confirm that I was fine and I happily showed it to her while saying it with a proud smile.
"I already told you I am a strong girl."
"Yeah," I should agree, she said, and she brought me back to my bed, but this time on my legs.