The large monitor which was wrapped around the entire room showed a large field of yellow flowers. The bright warm color of greens and yellows filled the otherwise bleak room, which was surrounded in hard plastic walls. This addition was ment to make patients feel better, and it worked very well.
Komi looked around like she had done for hours now, the only deflection being the quick visits of nurses or doctors. There was nothing to be done after she had already counted the 238 panels on the ceiling.
Six beds were present, all of them, except hers, filled with white skinned Caldari women. One of these had both her leg inside a plastic splint while an other had her head wrapped in bandages. The room smelled of disinfectant and worn skin.
She hated the smell. Komi looked down at her arm, at the hose that connected her to a medical apparatus. The skin inside her elbow where the tube connected with her artery itched, but she was carfully trying to scratch it. There was a second socket on the top of her hand but it was already disconnected, not tied to the machine anymore. She had been awake since a few hours now. At first she seemed confused to the poor nurse that came to calm her down but soon she soon got hold of her emotions.
Komi was wearing a patient dress, if this light blue rag deserved the term dress. Knowing that -while she was passed out- somebody unknown tampered with her body and put her into this rag made her still feel uncomfortable. While she struggled with her female pride, she turned to the side, trying to find a position that wouldn’t make her go crazy when the door suddenly slid up.
“Ah, good morning” The old Civire doctor progressed and took a seat on a small stool in front of her bed.
Surprised Komi tried to sit up in her bed to face the doctor. She felt heavy and was a little dizzy but managed to greet him with a slight smile.
Rushed but friendly the doctor placed a large datapad on his legs and continued:
“AH, patient #249, you finally woke up today, how are you feeling?”
“limp and worn out”
She answered quietly like some scattered person who just found her voice again.
The doctor took some notes.
“Can I ask you some questions?”
Komi nodded. Her responses were delayed a little due to her head feeling very foggy.
“What is your name?”
The doctor exhaled reliefed and scribbled notes on his datapad. The worst thing that could happen to him today would have been an unidentified patient that had no insurance to pay.
“Where are you from?”
“Frarn, xxxxx City”
“Can you see clearly?”
“Do you taste or hear anything weird?”
“Open your eyes wide!” The doctor moved his chair closer and blinded Komi with a light. She put up with it.
“Allright, Tell me something from your childhood.”
Komi wondered and looked baffled at the old caldari man.
“Something from my childhood?”
“Yes, just tell me anything please. Look at it like a test”
“hm…” she thought for a long moment “I once stole some sweeties from our teacher in second grade. She always kept them in a drawer under her table. I had such a bad conscience that I brought them back the next day”
The doctor smirked and took some notes.
“Do you know where you are?”
“The Nurse told me. I’m on a Station in Otela?”
Komi’s head got heavier and now the doctors smile faded.
“Do you remember what happened?”
Of course he asked this. Komi has puzzled about this question from the moment she woke up. She shrugged.
“I don’t know.”
“Well, What is the last thing you remember?”
Komi grabbed her head, being careful not to entangle the hose on her arm.
“I don’t know… there are memories, but I can’t arrange them in any order. I helped a friend with some computer virus, we passed into a wormhole…, discussions with a fleet commander. Explosions. My navigator telling me stuff…, fear that something bad happens, a nice dinner…”
Now it was the doctor who looked a little puzzled. He finished his notes.
"Ms Valentine, you have suffered a strong concussion as well as physical trauma. It will take some days until your head will feel normal again. Given the circumstances we found you, retrograde amnesia seems quite normal. You seem to be very lucky.
The head trauma you have experienced was very serious… you were unresponsive for 3 days, but it doesn’t look like you will suffer from permanent brain damage…"
After talking an additional two minutes about complicated terms Komi couldn’t grab, he finished his lecture:
“I need you to stay in bed for a couple more days. We must be sure there are no deeper injuries and need to monitor you.”
Komis torso swayed a little, and that made the dizziness she felt even worse. There was no point in even trying to flee the bed in her situation.
“Thank you for your understanding. I will come back tomorrow and look after you. I hope you are insured, miss.”
Komi already went back into a laying position for the dizziness has gotten to worse. She nodded.
“Good, then enjoy your time in Otela!”
Komi smirked as the Doc left the room again. “The circumstances we found you”. What could that mean?
She wanted to think about it, but suddenly she became very tired …
[ to be continued … ]