After the initial rush I sank to the floor and sat in the pool of my own
blood that had formed there. My mind knew what I should be doing and it went over
it calmly in my head. I should hold my arm above my head and I should put
pressure on the wound, but I couldn’t, the blood was utterly beautiful and as it streamed out of me I couldn’t bare to see it stop.
“Ok honey.” I suddenly heard from behind me as two hands
came over my shoulder and grasped at the long drawn out wound going across my
wrist throwing it up into the air but the blood seemed determined, at least
more determined than Emmet’s grip and it poured
through his fingers, running down my arm soaking into my sleeve. Beautiful
blood making my soul clean as it left.
“Can I have some help in here please?” I heard Emmet yell over his shoulder in the deepest loudest voice I
ever heard him use. I flinched back into him. “Will you go and get some Damn help!” I heard Emmet growl over at the woman who had thought I was dangerous
and who was now staring at me with her mouth open, it looked like I had
confirmed her suspicions.
“Here,” Another voice said to Emmet as he continued to
growl at the woman, “Looks like you need this.” The girl two beds down and opposite mine was
now standing next to us in her pajamas holding out a compression bandage from
the trolley to Emmet. A sad smile etched in an awkward way between her two
ears.
“Thanks.” Emmet said to the girl then very carefully
pealed back one of his hands from the wound a stream of blood flowed down over
his other hand before he took the bandage off of the girl popped it open and
wrapped the bandage so tightly around my arm it felt like it would explode out
of it like something from the incredible hulk.
“Do they always
ignore you in here or is today a special occasion?” Emmet asked grinding his teeth as he popped
open another compression bandage and started wrapping it around my arm again
his eyes constantly dirting towards the door looking for the nurses that had
yet to respond.
“They respond
eventually.” the girl
shrugged.
“Well eventually
isn’t good enough
right now, sorry about this girls, I know I shouldn’t lie but,“Cardiac arrest!” Emmet bellowed before adding in a lower tone for us. “If that doesn’t get their attention I am making a formal complaint.”
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