Happy Friday! This week has been a blur, starting with a medical emergency Saturday evening that resulted in my son getting med-evaced by airplane to Anchorage on Sunday. Yikes! Thankfully, we are home now and doing our best to recover and adjust. In light of our crazy week, here's a hospital snippet from a romantic suspense project I've been working on.
“So she’s … You say she’s going to be ok, though, right?”
Lacy kept her eyes closed. Let the words float around her a summer breeze.
“Yeah. Once she heals up from the surgery, she should be as good as new.”
“How long will that take?”
“Hard to say. As long as she comes off the anesthesia without any problems, she’ll move out of intensive care tonight.”
“And then where will she go?”
“To the regular floor. Get her strength back. Are you her husband?”
“No, just a friend.”
“Well, when she wakes up, I’ll tell her you stopped by.”