She Who Fell

The life I live

My eyes fluttered open only to shut close for a second before opening completely to stare up at a plain white tiled ceiling. The familiar smell of medicine and bleach cleaning supplies wafted my nose and caused a sick feeling to begin growing in the pit of my stomach. The sound of a constant beeping next to me reminding me I'm still alive now gives me a headache, though I've only heard for a couple seconds.

I don't need to look anywhere else to know where I am. I'm alive and in a hospital. I could feel the tube that entered my mouth and sunk down my throat. While most people would instantly start coughing and panicking, I stayed calm for one reason; ever since I was younger hospitals have caused me to go numb and make me feel sick. I lay there relaxed and reached up with my left hand gripping the tube before slowly pulling it out. Once out I threw it to the floor.

I sat up and took in the sickening white walls, next to me a nightstand with a vase of dying flowers and a simple one light bulb lamp, also a machine in which the tube was attached, another machine and an IV thing was to my right, across the room were two empty chairs. Other than that the room was empty not even a window. I looked at myself and my right leg and arm were both in cast, my left hand was in a cast, and It was hard to look around so I guessed my neck was in one of those neck braces. I tried to speak, but my throat just began to itch. I smacked my lips trying to get even the tiniest drop of saliva into my mouth. Nothing worked and for while I sat there in this seeming to be closing in room with nothing, I even debated drinking the tarnished greenish-brown water of the dying flowers.

I sat there for hours with nothing but the constant beeping of the monitor beside me. It was driving me nuts, literally. I had at some point begun thinking about the types of nuts that I knew of. 'There are Cashews, Peanuts, Pecans, Hazelnuts, Walnuts, Almonds, Pistachios, Chestnuts, Coconuts-wait... Are Coconuts nuts or are they a fruit? But wait they don't have seeds so are they a vegetable? Wait do they have seeds? Bananas have seeds, apples have seeds, pears have seeds-I could really go for some apples right now.' I looked at the room and it started to shrink then grow, shrink then grow, shrink then grow, the room was breathing. 'Wait that means the rooms' alive, right? The rooms alive!? I need to get out of here, but my leg's broken! What am I supposed to do!?'

Just then the also completely white door swung open just to show more white. In the doorway a man dressed in a white lab coat stood with a clipboard in hand. He stared at me with wide surprised eyes. "I didn't realize you had woken up." He started walking towards me. "Well this is great news. Miss do you remember what happened?" He stood next to the bed staring down at me with a calculating gaze. I tired to speak once more, but again the desert like setting in my mouth and throat refused to let me utter even a sound. "Oh yes you must be thirsty. Wait just a moment will you?" The man left the room again leaving me by myself to begin panicking again. It was only a few minutes later that the man came back. "Here you go." He held out a glass full of water. I took the cold glass in my trembling hands. My hands created something like an earthquake causing the water to turn into waves. I stared at it for a moment before bringing it to my dry, chapped lips and drinking it down quickly. When I finished the man took the glass from me with hast, like he was worried i'd hurt myself holding it.

"Now miss do you remember your name?" He asked and went back to that calculating gaze. "Machida Yuki." My voice was quiet and trembled as I spoke. He let out one of those smiles doctors give you, but don't really mean it. Every time I see one I feel like ripping their lips off. "Good now can you remember what happened to you?" I nodded, "I jumped." He nodded. Then began the speech about what happened to my body, how long I was out (2 weeks), how long i'll have to stay here, what will happen to me once i'm out. After that he left. He left me alone in this room. In this white, white room. I closed my eyes and laid back on the uncomfortable bed. I stared into the darkness my eyelids provided and sighed in a quick moment of peace.