The Life Of Jenny Scone

Chapter 2- Trying Harder & a Night in Hospital

I met Katy outside at lunch. We went to have lunch at the cafe. I saw Arran there. He seemed to be trying to avoid my gaze. I think I was drooling a bit. Katy had to snap me out of my daydream, resulting in me getting a fright and spilling my milkshake, just when he was walking past. Somehow I really don't think this plan is going to work. But I am determined. Might take a while, sure enough, but it might be worth it.

I feel my foot catching up on the root of a tree while walking home, but manage to stop myself from falling. Making an improvement already!

I go home to walk my dog. I love my dog. When I fall out with Katy, (which is very rare) sometimes I feel like no one will understand. But paddy always makes me feel better. We love running through the woods together. We have lots of privacy too, no one ever comes to the woods anymore. I like to call it 'butterfly woods' as it has lots of butterflies in the summer. I'm not a big fan of nature or anything, but it really is beautiful.

I lose my balance as Paddy grounds to a halt.
"What is it?" I ask him.
He starts growling in reply, looking in the other direction. It's a massive group of massive dogs bounding towards us. Paddy starts tugging at the lead, in the other direction. He's an old man, and has bad experiences with big dogs,no I run with him. The dogs seem to be getting closer. I start wondering why I ran, dogs are always going to outrun me! But poor paddy is going as fast as his small legs can go. I get faster and faster, until I feel my feet tripping underneath me. The world seems to go in a blur, and I fall down.
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I wake up in hospital. There is a woman standing there, looking worried. I've never seen her before. She rushes off to a group of women in white and blue, who seem to work in the hospital. I start wondering, why am I here? All my memories from today have been wiped. As hard as I try, I just cannot remember.
The ladies rush over to me, 2 at each side peering down at me.
"Hello," one lady says. "Can you please tell us your name? We will explain this in a minute." She says in a posh tone.
"Jenny Scone," I reply.
"Thank you," she says as she scribbles something down on a bit of paper.
"What happened," another lady speaks, not so posh "is this lady here," she points to the worried looking lady, and she blushes red, " found you in the woods, knocked out. She phoned the hospital, and you came here. We are about to do some x-Rays. Do you have any particular places where you are sore?
"My, eh, my right leg is quite sore."
Suddenly a bit of my memory comes flooding back. I had been taking paddy a walk in the woods, and been chased by dogs. I remember vaguely how I tripped up. I must have been unconscious since then.
"If you'll excuse us, we would like to take you through to room twenty-two for some X-rays."
"Okay, sure." I try to stand up. I'm a bit wobbly on my feet. Then, I suddenly remember something. I gasp and sit back down on the white hospital bed.
"Where's paddy?" I say. They just hear me as they'd already started heading for the X-ray room.
"Paddy?" One of them questions.
"My dog. He was in the woods with me. Where is he?"
"Oh." The worrying lady speaks. "Once I had taken you to hospital, I took him back to my house. I have other dogs. There's food and water, and my son is there, even though he's probably just on his Xbox, probably hasn't even noticed!" She chuckles, as she tries to make a joke. I attempt a smile back at her, but my leg is really sore now. I get up again. I make an attempt to walk, stumble a bit but manage to make my way to room 22. They lie me on the bed where this X-ray machine comes out.

The X-ray is finished now, a lady is coming over to tell me the results.
"Hello Jenny, I'm Melanie. Are you ready for the results?"
"Hello, and yes I'm ready."
"The X-ray shows that you have broken your leg in one part, just below the knee. Do you know your parents numbers? We will have tell them."
I am in shock. I just manage to muffle the house number. I hop back to the hospital bed and lie down. How could I break my leg? Just by tripping over in the woods? I am so clumsy. Thinking of my nickname, I text Katy.

Hey, in hospital cause of broken leg :/ - J

What ? How ? Why? !!!!!! - K

Txt u l8r - J x

In 10 minutes, my mum and dad have arrived. They are discussing something important with Melanie and someone else. I have these painkillers to take, and have to stay overnight,but I can go home tomorrow and have to get crutches.

It's 5:30 pm now and dads just came back with a McDonalds. I prefer that to the hospital food. They sit on the end of the bed and discuss whether to stay with me overnight or not. My leg is starting to get very painful now, and I'm glad to see the chicken nuggets and fries coming through the door.
"Jenny, would you mind if we went home for tonight? We'd come back in the morning, Were sure you'd be fine. Is that ok?"
"Yeh, that's fine." I say that, but really, I wanted them to stay. I didn't want to be lonely.

My parents have just left. I'm just sitting on YouTube, with my headphones in. My leg pains are starting to ease a bit. Mum told me to go to bed early. It's 8:30 now, but I am really tired, so I'll try to go to sleep.
I can't get to sleep. I have lots of thoughts whizzing around my head, think I'm about to explode. What are people going to think of me? Will Skye make fun of me? What will Arran think? How long will I be on crutches? I check my time on the phone - 10:20 - wow, it's been. 2 hours! I start getting gradually more tired. And finally I fall asleep.

I wake up - and remember why I'm here. I sigh and flop back down in my bed. I glance over at my phone and turn it on. It's 9:30 - mum should be here soon to pick me up. I will be so glad to get back to my comfy bed - the hospital one was so uncomfy. I decide to go back to sleep until mum comes.

I get woken up after what seems like ages after.
"Hi darling! How was your sleep? Are you feeling ok?"
"Firstly, please don't call me darling. I hate that name. And I had a good sleep, when I got to sleep that is. But this bed is really uncomfy.
"Oh dear. You will be back in your own bed tonight. How's your leg?"
"A bit painful, but no where near as bad a s yesterday, thanks."
Dad walks in the door. "Hi honey! How is the leg?"
"Please don't call me honey." I grumble. "But the legs a bit better."
"That's great to hear, sweetie." I quietly groan. "We should probably get you home soon. I bet the hospital bed wasn't comfy!"
"You don't say," I reply. Just then Melanie walks in.
"Hi Jenny! How was your sleep? Is your leg any better?"
I reply to that same question for the 3rd time. "My sleep was alright, and my legs not as bad, thanks," I smile. Melanie is so nice.
"Alright. I guess you'll be wanting to get home soon. Would you like to try on your crutches?
"Yeh, that would be good thank you."
"Ok. I'll give you 10 minutes to get changed and then I'll come back. That ok?" She asks, looking at my parents.
"Yeh, that'll be fine thanks," they reply for me.
"Ok. See you soon!"
I sit up and mum gives me clothes she has brought. She has took a white and pink crop top, along with joggy bottoms. I struggle to put them on. My top is fine, but my joggers are so hard to put on! I manage to in the end, with a bit of help.
Melanie comes back a few minutes later.
"Everything alright?" She asks.
We all nod back in reply. "If you'd like to try and stand up, on your other leg, I'll bring the crutches over. I attempt to stand up, but as I place the tiniest of weight onto my sore leg I fall back on to the bed. I try again, and manage to balance on one foot as Melanie brings over the crutches. She tells me where to put my hands. She begins to tell me how to use them. She has taken another pair with her and she demonstrates how to do it. We go for a walk around the hospital. "Everything alright? Are you finding this hard?" She asks.
"It is a bit hard, and my arms are quite sore, but I'm fine. I suppose I'll get used to it." It is pretty hard. "How long will I have to use them?" I wonder.
"Probably about 8 weeks." She answers.
8 weeks?! I don't know how I'm going to be able to survive with crutches for 8 weeks.
"You look shocked." She notices. "Are you worried? I know they are quite hard to use, but you'll get used to them."
"Yeah. It seems like a long time."
"It'll go by quick, I promise!" She reassures.
"Ok. I'll manage." I try to tell myself.
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We're back at home now. I'm sitting on the couch with my leg up, eating mums brownies and sipping on lemonade, watching EastEnders. Pretty good thing to be doing, unless you have a broken leg. But I can I just say how amazing mums brownies are. She made them as a treat, and holy moly they taste good. I'm getting the next 2 weeks off school, then I have to go back and face the dreaded. As they say, don't worry about it, it hasn't happened yet...

Thank you for reading chapter 2! Hope you liked it! I'm sorry if I got anything wrong about broken legs and crutches- don't really know anything about them. Hope you like it and comment what you think!
- Eve💗xx