Following the lost trail

When I awoke it was in gasps. Painful yet ever so beautiful. The smell of Clorox was overpowering along with how white the walls seemed to be. A subtle beeping sound to my right along with the small thin green line jumping at every beep. My left hand feels heavy almost so heavy I can't lift it. As I put my hand to face I expect to see a shiny ring with a small diamond, but nothing's there... Then I scream.