When we went to the nurse she just eyes my head. Usually the nurse just gave horrible advice instead of actual medical attention. I came with a broken arm one time and she told me to walk it off so I could only imagine what she was going to do with my head visibly injured.
"So what's wrong?" She asked as we came through the door. Jack and I just shared a glance both knowing I was bleeding and obviously hurt.
As soon as I was about to answer, Jack answered for me.
"She hit her head and now it's all messed up."
"Set her down here." She said pointing to the chair.
Jack actually set me in the chair, instead of letting me just walk over and sit in it. As much as I prefer to be an independent person, I can't complain about a hot boy fussing over me.
Jack stood in the corner watching the nurse use a little light to look at my forehead.
"We can't do stitches here, so I'm afraid we'll have to get you to the hospital. But it's nothing traumatic just needs a little sticking up."
" How am I supposed to go to the hospital?"
"I have to call one of your parents anyway to inform them of the injury so if possible they can drive you."
She went over to the computer and looked up my name to get my records. I couldn't decide if it was more nice or creepy that she knew my name but I decided to go with nice. She saw that only my mom's number was on file and called her resulting in my mom not answering five times in a row. Typical. She left a message for my mom the first time but didn't bother the other times.
"I can't send you to the hospital without parental consent" She sighed.
"I can try her from my cell?" I said as more of a question.
The nurse just nodded in approval.
I called my mom and on the third time she answered.
"What Aphrodite, I'm very busy today?"
"Mom I'm at the nurse." I said sighing that she was too busy for even me.
"Oh" it was silent for a moment so I decided just to keep talking.
"My head needs stitches-"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine they just need parental consent and for you to take me to the hospital to get stitches." I said hoping she could.
You could hear her slightly groan on the phone.
"I'll drive her if that's allowed" Jack said loud enough for both the nurse and my mom to hear over the phone.
"As long as we have parental consent." The nurse said obviously feeling bad that my mom couldn't come get me even to bring me to the hospital.
"Who said that? Is that Sammy?" My mom asked.
"No mam, it's Jack Gilinsky we met the other day" He said coming next to me.
"Oh um yes that's okay, Dite honey I'll try my hardest to meet you there. I promise." She sounded almost disappointed in herself. I love my mom and I know she had to work and as much as it hurts I know she has to do it to provide for us. Ever since dad left everything just got harder.
"Great!" The nurse exclaimed
"Bye mom I love you."
"Bye. Keep me posted and I love you too."
I smiled slightly and hung up.
