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TW: Actions of a panic attack are shown in the first few paragraphs. Please do not read if you are uncomfortable! I will place an end to the warning for those who skipped this scene. The end of the scene will be marked in bold letters.
Your pov
Your eyes slowly opened from the blinding light directly above you. The room was empty. No one else was in the room with you. Sitting up as fast as possible, your breathing began getting heavy. You had no idea where you were. The sound of the monitor behind started going haywire. The loud beeping sound only made your panic tenfold. Your eyes continuously dart around the room just to keep your mind occupied.
As a minute passed by, it felt like an hour. Doctors started rushing into your confined room and did what seemed to be like trying to calm you down. Your shoulders were wrapped in tight bandages, limiting your movement. As more people surrounded you, the more you tried to move away. Your panic became too much for your own good. Everything seemed to get blurry, and your chest felt extremely tight. With the light hospital gown on you, you felt exposed. You clawed at the blanket provided to feel some sort of coverage. Tears were aggressively streaming down your face. As hard as you tried to get away, it was pointless.
As you thrashed around trying to get away from the overwhelming number of people, the doctors began surrounding you even closer. Hands grabbing at you and holding you down. The grip of the doctors making you freak out even more. Nails dug into your skin that did not belong to you. As the minutes passed by, your breathing only got worse, and your vision faded. Something other than a nail stabbed into your arm. The doctor placed in front of you said something. Although her mouth moved, you couldn't hear a thing. As the needle passed through your skin, everyone finally moved away from your body.
You felt weak. You couldn't move your body anymore. Your head throbbed in pain. As these emotions coursed through your body, the doctor who put the needle in your skin moved your body so you were lying down. The world around you seemed to fade once more. You attempted to say someone, though you have no idea if your voice even worked. The doctors all left the room, and your eyes closed. Returning to your slumber once more.
TW is over! For those who were we uncomfortable with the description of a panic attack, you are now able to read freely.
Your eyes opened once again to be met in the same room. Only this time, you didn't freak out. Though this time, more bandages were placed around your harms. Perhaps to keep you from thrashing around if you woke up in a panicked state again. You dreaded the outcome if you were to go into a panic once more. Looking down at your arm, there was a small white bandaid placed on it. With your course of actions before, you automatically assumed they gave you some sor6 of sedative to calm you down. With a sigh that left your mouth, someone opened your room door.
