Serial Story: MacKenzie Saves the World, Episode 3H

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“Fight Water with Fire” – Part 9

MacKenzie was relieved when Kevin finally came back into the tiny room they’d put her in, and she thought the doctor looked relieved as well. Coming to her side, Kevin slid his hand around hers.

“Josh knows your here. He’ll be down as soon as he can.” He looked up at the doctor. “So what’s the verdict?”

The doctor glanced down at a tablet screen briefly, more out of habit than anything else, MacKenzie thought.

“Well, we’d like to do a CT scan just to make sure there’s no permanent damage. As long as that comes back okay, I think we can send her home, but someone will need to stay with her for the next twenty-four to forty-eight hours with the confusion and nausea she’s dealing with. I’ve got a scan set up in half an hour for her, so a nurse will be here shortly to take her down.”

Kevin nodded. “Thank you. How long until the confusion goes away? She seems pretty out of it.”

MacKenzie shifted, uncomfortable with the two men discussing her like she was a child, but trying to think just made her head hurt worse, so she laid there quietly, grateful Kevin was there to help.

The doctor shrugged. “It really depends on her. Every person and every concussion is different, so we just have to wait and see, unfortunately. It could be hours or days or sometimes even weeks, depending on the damage. We’ll know more after the scan. I’ll be back to check on her when I get the results.”

Kevin nodded. “Okay. Thanks.”

The doctor left and MacKenzie closed her eyes, only to open them again when Kevin gently shook her shoulder.

“Hey,” he said, lightly tapping her cheek. “Stay with me here. Can you talk?”

She tried to roll her eyes, though even the effort hurt enough to make her wince.

“I have a concussion,” she said. “I can talk, it just…hurts. Everything pretty much hurts right now.”

“Maybe I can help.”

She looked past Kevin to where Josh was standing at the foot of her bed and smiled, though it quickly faded as she remembered why he was here in the first place.

“How’s your dad? What happened?”

Kevin pulled back, heading for the door to make room for Josh.

“I’m just going to grab a cup of coffee,” he said. “I’ll be back later, K?”

MacKenzie nodded. “Thanks Kevin. For everything.” He shut the door behind him and Josh moved closer, taking her hand in his.

“Is your dad okay?” she repeated. “I’m sorry I couldn’t get to you…”

Josh shook his head, smoothing his free hand across her brow. “It’s okay. Dad’s in surgery right now – he had a heart attack and they had to open him up. Andrea’s with my mom, and she’ll call with any news.” He frowned, looking her over. “How did you hit your head? How are you feeling?”

She laughed, then winced. “I was looking for you and slipped on our wet floors, damn it. And I feel like I’m in a painful fog. It hurts to think, or move my head, or…anything, really. I think Kevin said something about a scan they want to do…it was hard for me to follow what the doctor said.”

Josh nodded, caressing her face again. “They probably just need to make sure that brain of yours isn’t bruised.”

A nurse bustled in and MacKenzie glanced at her, then quickly away from the brightly patterned print of her scrub top.
“Hello, hello!” she said, her sing-song voice sending rickets of pain through MacKenzie’s head. “I’m Amy. Ready for your CT scan?”

She looked at Josh, grateful for the sympathy in his somewhat amused eyes.

“I think she’s ready, but can I go with her?” he asked as the nurse took her pulse and blood pressure, logging her notes into a console to the side.

“Certainly!” Amy got a couple blankets from a cupboard and held them out to Josh. “There’s a wheelchair right outside the door. Why don’t you put one of these on the seat, and we’ll cover her up with the other. I’ll help her out of bed.”

MacKenzie leaned on her too-bright nurse and managed to walk to the wheelchair and settle in just as Josh’s phone rang. She watched him answer, saw his face go white. Wished she could do something, anything to make it better.

“It’s my father,” he said, giving her an apologetic look. “I have to go, I’m sorry. I’ll check in as soon as I can, okay?”

She nodded, the motion hurting less than it had before, which she took as a good sign.

“Go. I’ll see you later.”

Amy the nurse shook her head as they watched Josh jog away. “Men. You never can count on them to be there when you need ‘em.” She started pushing MacKenzie in the opposite direction, and Kenzie considered arguing, but decided it would be too much work, and remained silent as Amy chattered above her all the way to radiology.  

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3 comments on “Serial Story: MacKenzie Saves the World, Episode 3H

  1. Ardee Eichelmann

    Oh no, not the uber-cheery nurse when you have a headache from a concussion and your would be boyfriend’s dad is under the knife with possible complications. You really do know how to torture your heroines. I know Carol is usually the first to tell you that but Nurse Amy made me want to smack her. Yeah, I am bad like that. 😉

  2. Jamie D.

    I wanted to smack her too, Ardee-ann. LOL Geez!

  3. Ardee Eichelmann

    I am glad to hear that I was not alone in that sentiment. 😀