Chapter 270
“Are you ready? Much slower this time. I promise.”
I look her in the eyes. As much as I don’t want to try again I nod. The pain has subsided after all.
“Squeeze my hand.” She slips her hand into
I tug gently at my hand with a soft whine
as
“Slow and calm breathing Cole. I want you to
“Nicely done. Give that a few minutes before
“Yes ma’am.”
mine,
ch her start pushing the medication in..
m
trying to get up. Are you joining Demetri for dinner?”
hand if it hurts again.” I nod as I concentrate on my breathing.
“Okay, I thought that’s what I heard. Can I help
“Yes, please.” It’s nearly a whisper but s
with your shirt?”
with
a
gentle, reassuring smile.
“Just be still, there’s a few things I need to do with your IV before we start trying to get a shirt on you.”
I nod as I lay my head back. I space out as I watch the television, the volume is too low to understand what the people are saying which makes it easier to hear the clicks and snaps of what she’s doing with the IV. I know I’m flinching each time I hear something creating the intense desire to apologize each time I do.
“Try to relax. I’m going to put a special sleeve over the tubing so it doesn’t move around. Then we can get your gown off and a regular shirt on. Are you sure you want to stay in long sleeves?”
“Yes ma’am. I’m more comfortable with long sleeves in the winter.”
I watch as she stretches a tube of gauze over my hand and slides it gently over the tubing left after she disconnected the saline setup. I sit up off the back of the bed as Dr. Pierce moves towards my back, struggling to bite back my whimpers as I do. She places her hand flat on my chest, I let go of the breath I didn’t realize I was holding.
“Stay like you are. I want to listen to your heart and lungs.”
She explains as she unties and removes the gown from around
my neck.
“Holding your breath when it hurts makes your muscles tense and causes you more pain.”
She whispers gently beside my ear as she changes locations from my chest to my back.
“It’s okay to let us know it hurts.”
I nod as I move myself to the edge of the bed just as alpha steps over with
my
shirt.
“I need you to guide me with what you need Cole. I know you’re hurt and I don’t want to cause you any pain with something so basic.”
I nod my head slowly.
“If you could get it over my head I think I can get the rest.”
He bunches the shirt into his hands, stretching the shirt at the neck before sliding it over my head. I reach up towards the sleeve only to find it tangled and difficult to work with. I keep at it, refusing to admit to the level of pain that I’m in, until my left arm finally slides through. I’m panting hard with a noticeable whine behind it as my ribs screany from so much movement. I move my right arm next, yelping when alpha’s hand touches mine.
“Rest a moment, Cole. You go that rough with the IV in and you may rip it out. Although you did extremely well with it, it was still a rough go for you this morning.”
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