Bears Know Best

Chapter 18: Reunions

THAT NIGHT I walked around a bit at mom's insistence when we arrived back home, but quickly settled onto a couch and ate the grilled cheese and soup she made for me. My night was filled watching movies I didn't remember later, and Wednesday came before I knew it. Alyssa came over that morning after her ride, and I woke up to find her sitting next to me on the couch.

"So, you're not allowed to do much of anything right now, are you?" she asked.

I shook my head. "I can walk around, but no cycling, running, or anything fun basically for six to eight weeks." I frowned at that.

"What did they find yesterday?"

"Didn't I tell you?" I asked.

"No, you just texted me telling me you were okay," she told me.

"Oops, sorry," I apologized. "Honestly I don't even remember texting you."

"Don't apologize silly, you'd just had surgery. I didn't expect you to come over and hang out and tell me all the details." She smiled at me.

"Good, because I barely remember last night. The anesthesia messed up my brain all day. I was a zombie the rest of the day," I told her. "Well, I guess it was good news, I guess," I told her.

"Like?"

"Do you really want to know?" I asked.

She nodded tentatively, "You're my best friend Taylor, of course I do."

"Well, they found..." I stopped for a second, "wait a minute. Best friend?" I asked. "Isn't that like Danielle or Breanna or someone?"

"Maybe Danielle used to be, but I've not been hanging out with her as much as I used to. And you're definitely a far closer friend than either of them already," she told me with a smile. "Besides, it helps that you live next door!"

I smiled back at her, "Thanks," I said.

"Anyway, on with the story!" She told me.

I spent about ten minutes giving her the gory details and was a little disappointed that I was probably more unnerved by the details than she was. Maybe it was just because it was my body and not hers...

"So, the surgery isn't going to be as bad?" she asked.

I shook my head, "It's still going to be bad... but yeah, I guess not as bad."

"You'll get through it, Taylor!" she told me.

"I hope so," I told her worriedly. "Yesterday wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, but it still wasn't fun."

She gave me a hug and said, "So what are you going to do all day, just stay in your pajamas?"

I gave her a funny look. "I'm not allowed to take a shower for another day, so I don't really know." I told her.

"Eew, that is kind of bad, isn't it?" She said before telling me, "You don't smell though."

"I hope not. Anyway, I don't know what to do at this point." Since she had pointed out the fact that I was still in my pajamas, I realized my hair was a mess too, and ran my hand up to the ponytail that was falling out. Now I felt scruffy too.

"Is your hairbrush upstairs?" She asked me.

I stared at her for a moment and nodded, "On my dressing table."

"Be right back," she told me with a smile. Alyssa had a handful of things in her hand when she came down, "Turn towards that way, and scoot over!"

I laughed, "Okay."

Alyssa brushed my hair through and at the end I could tell she had it pretty much in my normal new style. There were a couple of additions on the top of my head that I had to assume were barrettes or clips or something. "Do you want to get dressed into some yoga pants or something?" she suggested.