Date: Sun, 19 Mar 2006 10:07:26 -0800 (PST)
From: Scott Scott <scottgregs30@yahoo.com>
Subject: Marcus summer twist: chapter 8

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and now back to the continuing events.......


Chapter 8:  On the road, Noble style (part 2)


They all looked at me and said, "a MacGyverism?"

"Yeah, didn't you ever watch MacGyver?"

Sam said jokingly, "Somebody watched too much TV as a kid.  You all thought
I was a nerd."

Shane put his arm around Sam's neck and said, "But our favorite nerd," and
got an elbow in the side.

"What's a MacGyver?" Alex and Susan asked at the same time.

Shane replied, "I'll show you sometime later.  I just happen to have some
shows taped."

Doc said, "OK, guys we don't have all day.  What's the plan Marcus?"

"The basic concept is a suspension bridge.  Who is an expert with a bow and
arrow?"

The family slowly looked over to Eric.  He smiled ever so coolly and said,
"Well, I did have a little practice in high school and college."

As I detailed out the plans, any gaps were filled in with Sam's knowledge
of tinkering with gadgets, though he showed some resistance with his usual
shortness.

Everyone was involved with this project in some way or another.  Paige,
Toby and I were the ones who stayed in the truck per orders by Doc.

As they were getting the gear together and I was sketching a drawing of the
plan.  I had the feeling I was being stared at from behind.  I turned and
looked to see Toby staring at me.  His mother was half asleep next to him.
I asked him, "Are you feeling any better?"

He didn't say anything for a couple seconds and then squinted his eyes.

He then said in a crackling voice, "BLAH, BLAH, BLAH!  My wife's a dirty
whore."

I looked at him a bit shocked at what I thought he said and I asked,
"What?"

"What?" he said back and acted like nothing was wrong.

I just shook my head and went back to my drawing, thinking, "This kid needs
a little something something done with his brain."

As Spencer and Shane cut the downed trees in the road out of the way, Eric
practiced with the added feature of rope tied to the arrow.  The rest of
the gang were putting together the bridge, overseen by Sam with my
instructions.

The project didn't take that long to get together since we had everyone
helping.  Even Susan was being useful.  It turned out she was an expert at
tying knots.

As I showed the sketch of what should happen to everyone, they all had a
look of 'wow' on their faces.  I explained it wasn't hard to do, it just
took some knowledge of gravity and leverage.

Spencer asked, "And you got this idea from watching Macgyver?"

"Well, I have a professor that calls improvising an idea like this in a
crunch a MacGyverism, and I had MacGyver on my mind when I thought of it.
Most of the idea came from a project I had do this semester."

Sam asked, "So did that one work?"

I smiled, "Not on the first try, but we will be finding out in a few
minutes.  I think I worked out the kinks with your help."

He got this look of annoyance on his face and said sarcastically, "What the
hell did we just do all this for if you're not sure it's going to work?  I
knew it!  I fucking knew that you didn't know what the hell you're talking
about!  You're so full of it, and everyone is just ga ga over you for it!
Unfuckingbelievable!"  He threw the shears towards the woods and started
walking back to the house.

Everyone was in disbelief at what was coming out of his mouth, even me.  I
thought, "Damn!  Someone loses his temper at the drop of the hat and I'm
the one in pain here."

Doc didn't waste a second in finding out what Sam had thrown a fit about.
He was immediately on him and grabbed his arm.  Doc said to him, "I have
had enough of your 2-yr-old fits with this family the past few months.  You
go apologize to Marcus now.  He is the only one that had a good idea about
this and he is the one injured.  Otherwise, I promise you, you will not
like the consequences.  NOW do what I say dammit."

I thought to myself, "About time you put your foot down Doc, but then again
the guy is old enough to make his own decisions."

Sam's face turned bright red but he kept a look of sarcasm on his face and
said, "As always, you take a complete stranger's side over your own son's.
How fucked up is that, old man?  You forget that you have a family, your
patients aren't family, you get that all screwed up and leave me in the
dust.  I'd rather get lost than have to put up with the crap from this
family. Oh and good bluff Dad but what can you do to me, I'm not Alex's age
anymore you old fool."

I started crying because of their fighting.  I couldn't take hearing Sam
talk to his dad like that.  If I ever said anything like that to my dad, I
wouldn't be sitting here now.  I slouched down in my seat.  Shane must have
seen that and walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder.

I said in a hoarse voice, "If I'm causing this much anguish for this
family, then you should leave me and I'll find my own way back to town."

Sam heard and said, "Finally, a good idea out of you."

Doc shook his head and said, "Enough out of you Sam.  What is eating at
you?"

Spencer and Eric walked up next to Shane, to my surprise, said, "You're not
going anywhere without us."

Lidda had made her way over to Doc and Sam with tears in her eyes and told
Doc to let go of him.  He gave her a quizzal look.  She looked at Sam,
saying "We love you with all our hearts, just as much as any one is this
family.  You did the most courageous and bravest thing I have ever seen by
saving Marcus.  Are you regretting what you did for him?"

Sam stared at them for the longest time, and said, "I..." and started
walking away.

Doc was going to say something but Lidda gave him a squeeze like a secret
language between them and he stopped what he was going to do.  I thought,
"How many people are able to do that?  Just touching them tells them so
much about your thinking.  It blows my mind to know that can happen."

Lidda said, "Sam, do you remember when you were about Susan's age and
wanted to go help your father and Spencer with fixing the tractor?"

He didn't say anything but slowed his walk just a tad.

"Well I have very fond memories of that little boy.  He felt he could do
anything that anyone else could do, and do it better.  I remember you
saying, 'I can hold a wrench just as gooder than anyone.  I knew you were
capable of great things and that little boy body wasn't growing fast enough
for what you wanted to do.  That really frustrated you."

I thought to myself, "What does this have to do with what is happening now?
He's just a spoiled brat that gets angry when he doesn't get his way."
Shane whispered in my ear that Lidda has a way with him that seems to work
much of the time.  This may be Sam's way of breaking out of that shell.  I
said, "Well what about yesterday when he yelled at her?"  Shane replied as
he watched his brother, "Ill tell you about that one latter, it didn't have
to do with this."

Sam stopped in his tracks and turned to his mother, and said softly,
looking at the ground choking up, "I.... just ..wanted to ..."

"This is the same thing dear, you just wanted to be more helpful and feel
left out.  You think Marcus should not have input in a family event, but
his idea is going to work because you were involved and did your best to
work together to work out any kinks."

His eyes full of tears and said, "But.."

Sam fell to his knees crying while both of his parents went to him and held
him.  We all had tears from watching this event unfold.  They said
something to each other for a few moments, but I couldn't hear what is was.
Sam's brothers and sister looked like they saw a miracle in the making.

Sam then got up, regained his composure, walked back to us and said, "I
apologize if I upset any of you."  Alex and Susan went to give him a hug
around his waist, he hugged them back in a way that didn't seem very
genuine

I nodded back at him.  The look in his eye didn't exactly sit well with me.
I had a feeling that something else was bothering him, because he didn't
finish that sentence.

He then said, "Let's get this thing to work, it's getting late and we're
way off of dad's schedule."  He looked over to his father and winked at him
while walking up to me to get the drawing.

Everyone worked together and as planned the whole idea worked.  We had
enough room to get the truck over the ravine and started the next leg of
our journey.

Doc said, "It appears no one has tried to make it back this way.  This road
hasn't been cleared."

Shane was searching around the road and said, "But there have been others
that passed this way."  He showed us the tracks of another vehicle.

I asked Lidda, "How come nobody came to see if you guys were OK?"

"Well, we had planned a family vacation and were going to leave that
morning when Sam got home from work.  So basically the people we work
around knew we be gone.  I'm guessing I would have thought that there was
nothing to worry about also."

"Yeah, I guess that would make sense."

She asked, "Are you sure there is no way of getting in touch with your
parents?  I would think they would have wanted to have some way to be in
communication."

"My parents aren't like you and Doc.  When they leave town, they leave town
and don't want to be bothered no matter what.  I never understood it, even
when I was about Alex's age and we went somewhere.  It's like a
disappearance.  All I know is the flight they left on and the one that
brings them back."

Lidda was looking at me as if I was talking another language and said, "No
way!!?"

"Way!" I said and then giggled at her humor.

Susan just looked at me with those cute little eyes and said, "Toby can say
no way, way, no way, way, no way ... in triple time.  Wanna hear him?"

I never laughed about something so hard before while shaking my head no to
her and soon Lidda and Susan were laughing just as hard.  The group outside
looked back us and shook their heads as if they knew Susan was probably the
reason for the laughter.  Unfortunately it didn't help my headache much

We continued on, still having to clear some debris but not as much as on
the other side of the ravine.  I noticed they all stayed in little cliques.
Alex was Shane's shadow, Spencer and Eric seemed closer to each other than
to Doc, but I guess that's to be expected and Sam spent much of his time
with himself but did interact some.  I had my own little wind up doll,
Susan, who was given the gift of gab usually laying on my lap or kneeling
next to me chatting in my ear about all the great stuff we were going to
see in this neck of the woods when I get better.  I bet she ends up with
her own TV talk show when she grows up.

We came upon what appeared to be somebody's man-made waterfall/lake with
upper and lower levels.  I said, "Man it would be nice to take a dip in
that to cool off for a few minutes."

Shane said, "Old man Williams probably won't mind if we do that.  I think
that's exactly what everyone deserves, were about stinkin' to high heaven."

Lidda said, "I brought a couple extra towels just in case this happened,
and also some waterproof wraps for Marcus."

Eric grinned mischievously and said, "Anyone wanting to skinning dip go up
and all others stay down."

Nobody flinched at the idea and took off, and Shane came to pick me up.
Doc told him, "Be careful with him, watch for any sudden changes."  Shane
shook his head replying to his dad

Doc went with Lidda, Susan, Toby and Paige while the others took off up the
neatly paved wooded path.

I asked Shane, "How do you know I want to skinny dip?"

He grinned and said, "I am a good guesser."

Shane and I brought up the rear right behind Larry.  The others were soon
shedding clothes, even Sam and Alex.  Shane had sat me down on a log to
help me remove what I had on, but I couldn't get a glimpse of any of the
naked bodies since Larry was right in the view of them.  By the time I did,
they were waist deep or more in water.  However, I got the luxury of seeing
Shane in the buff once again.  I loved how the sun glimmered off his sweat
drenched body.  It showed how well he kept his body.  And, I was held skin
to skin with him again.  I thought to myself, "Now this is paradise!!"

He waded in and Alex giggled and said, "I can see your butt."

I stuck out my tongue and said, "Well at least mine is under water now."
He flicked me with water and went to mess around with Sam and Larry.  I
heard him say, "Hey, I got something to show you...."

Sam seemed a bit shy being in with us, and kept to shoulder-depth water.

I noticed Spencer and Eric waist-deep in water.  Both had nice chests and a
good tan developing so soon in the spring.  Spencer had broader shoulders
and Eric's chest appeared to be neatly shaved, it made it look more defined
and it looked quite nice too.

As Shane carefully waded me about in the water to help cool me, he said,
"Would you mind splashing some water on my back and chest?  I can still
feel sawdust back there."

He must have known this was going to happen because he had picked me up
holding me with my good arm free.

I cupped my hand and brought the water up to his neck and released.
Anytime I got a handful of water, I brushed against his ass.  I said,
"Remember this?  I think this dust gets in about every crevice and sticks."
I laughed.

"Oh, don't do that here now!  You're so wicked. I'll never get my freaking
cock to stop throbbing."

"Well, I don't think you have to worry about that now.  I feel it pressing
up on my back!"

Next dip down, I casually slipped my hand between his ass cheeks.

He said, "I'm going to get you for this."

"Uh UH!" I said playfully

He casually strolled away from the others to deeper water so they couldn't
tell what was going on.  I happened to notice Alex, Larry and Sam in a
splash fight because Alex was trying to show them the flurrbert.  That
would keep them busy.  Spencer and Eric had gone to a deeper part also, and
seemed awfully close for a brotherly relationship.  But then again, this
whole family seems to have quirks.

During the stroll to deeper water, my hand was having a hay day in Shane's
ass.  I thought, "Damn, I love the feel of it, he's hard but soft at the
same time."

He whispered, "UMmmm, yeah, I'm about to unleash a load if you keep
touching me like that."

I said, "If I remember correctly!"  I said smiling "Like this?" as I
increased the speed and depth that my hand was exploring his ass.

I could feel him tense up quickly and he was quite casual in how things
looked to the others.

He said, "I'm going to get you for this
... oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" as quietly as he could manage.

I smiled and said, "I'll hold you to that," as I felt his dick throb and
once again without being touched, I felt his warm ooze on my back.  I
thought myself, "Man, I wish I was that well in tune with my body to do
that."

Then we heard Doc yell up from the road, "Ok guys, play time is over, let's
get going."

We all got dressed rather quickly.  Again the others were done before I
could see anything.  I thought, "Damn, how many times does this happen in a
lifetime to see these many fine bodies in one spot?  And I have to miss it
because of a big bald guy and his hairy ass in the way."

We got back to the truck and everyone agreed that was refreshing.

Even Paige and Toby looked more alive.  Toby still had a look of shyness to
him, but he looked at me with those eyes while he held onto Larry's leg.
Toby then said looking at me, "Daddy, why did ya do it?" Larry said, "Toby,
he isn't your father."  Then looked at me and said, "I never seen him act
like this to someone new."

"I'm sure he will grow out of it."

When we got back to the road it was late afternoon.  We came to a turn in
the road where a huge tree was in the way.  I saw Alex pick up something
and tell Shane what he found, then he looked back at us in the truck.  He
then went to show Doc the find.  He looked a little restless over this and
gave Lidda that secret language look.

I asked, "Lidda, what do you think is going on?"

"Honestly, we knew this moment would come."

"What are you talking about?"

Lidda looked at Susan and said, "Would you and Toby like to help Alex move
some debris?"

Susan looked at me and then at her mother.  "Are you trying to get rid of
me because I'm too young to hear this?"  Lidda replied, "I thought you
would like to get out for a minute to stretch your legs."

When Susan was with Alex, Lidda turned to me and said, "I want you to know
will we all be here for you no matter what, OK?"

"You're starting to worry me.  What is going on?"

Doc approached the truck peering thru Lidda's side and said, "You have been
with us for several days and one thing we noticed is that you haven't shown
much emotion about your ordeal.  No nightmares or any strange behavior
until your anxiety attack.  Most people don't get this opportunity to
confront that particular memory."

"What does an anxiety attack have to do with this?"

"Subconsciously, it was your mind's way of protecting you."

As he was talking, I glanced out the front and noticed Sam behind the tree
limbs with Shane and Eric, peering over the ravine.  He was looking
emotional.  It dawned on me what was happening. This is the spot where this
all began.  That's the tree that hit the car.

"I have a feeling this is the spot that I wrecked.  Am I right?  May I see
the object you found out there?"

Doc held up a mud caked shoe and said, "Do you recognize this?"

"Yea, it's one of my shoes."

"Do you want to see the area that you were rescued?"

"I get the strong feeling you think this will this help in my recovery.
What are you expecting to happen that you two are being so overprotective
about?"

Lidda said, "Most people who do this experience some uneasiness, and it may
unblock some memories.  It could get very emotional for you."

"Do you mean like Sam is experiencing?"  I looked to the boys by the tree
and both Doc and Lidda looked in that direction and gasped.

"I told Shane not to let him do that just yet unless one of us was with
him."

"Thomas, I think it's OK.  It's Sam's way of sharing something with his
brother that will help connect them better.  Otherwise I think he would
have waited."

I reached out to Lidda's hand and said, "I do trust you with my life and if
you believe that this will help me recover, then I will need to do it.  I
want you two to help me."

"Anything for you, son.  Just let us know when you're ready," Doc said.

"No better time than the present."

As Doc and Lidda were helping me out of the truck, I noticed the others act
busy around the tree.

Doc carried me to the tree.  I looked over at the rest of the gang and
said, "I want you guys to help me with this also.  You've all been a part
of this from the start.  It should be a family event."

Shane spoke up and said, "This is something you should do in your own way
with the two people you grown to trust most."

Sam was still showing signs of his experience but added, "Be strong."

Doc brought me closer and showed me the area around the tree, and then down
on the pavement, there were broken pieces of car remnants and a skid mark.

As I was staring at that, I was experiencing some flashbacks of that night
and the moment the tree fell and I could tell I was starting to feel
uneasy.

"I'm ready to see over the ravine."

I then got the chance to look down and see the remains of the night that
changed my life.  Lidda and Doc walked me over to the ravine while I held
Lidda's hand.  As we were walking to the side, I got this strange tingling
and goosebumps all over me.  It felt as if every hair on me was standing on
end.

I noticed the slope had slid down somewhat from that night.  I heard Lidda
say, "Just take deep breaths."  Then I glimpsed the car, which was nearly
covered in mud and rocks, with just the rear end sticking out.  I was
starting to breathe heavily and have more flashbacks

I asked Doc if he could let me stand on my own feet.  He carefully let me
down while they both held my hands to help steady me

I took a few more steps forward to try to get a better look.  The tingling
I was feeling must have been felt by Doc, since he said, "Do you want to
stop and try later?"  I shook my head no.

The flashbacks just flooded my memory.  There was nothing I could have done
differently at that moment.  I felt my stomach and chest tighten and got a
lump in my throat, then felt very nauseous.  I took off the glasses and I
leaned over farther for a better look and the sudden feelings that came
flooding back overwhelmed me, and I just started bawling.  The memory of
being thrown about in that car in complete darkness.  The memory of
cracking my wrist on the steering wheel and my foot sliding off the brake
between the two pedals.  The thought of being all alone at that moment was
the most overwhelming feeling I have ever experienced.  All I had on my
mind was what would have happened if Sam hadn't found me.  I could still be
in that car and probably would have had a slow and lonely death.

Lidda and Doc started crying with me and saying, "It will be alright, we
are here with you.  Just let it out."

The feelings that were bombarding me were fear, pain, anger, loneliness and
shock.  I had never felt anything this emotional.  I crushed the glasses
with my hand.  I hollered in anger while I shook and started sweating
heavily, "Why ME?" and uncontrollably sobbed.  I felt the hands of other
family members on my shoulders and heard them saying soothing things to me
but I couldn't comprehend them at the moment.

I then turned and saw Sam crying too.  He came closer and I reached out for
him and he took me in a hug.  I was crying into his neck and saying, "Thank
you" over and over again.

I must have overpowered him; he fell backwards with me on top of him.

We went from crying to a laughing fit.  He said, "This is just like deja
vu.  Except, we have done this before."

I gazed into those blue eyes again and remembered how I saw them that
night.  I thought to myself, "He did a courageous and unselfish thing for a
complete stranger.  How many other people could do that?"

Doc and Shane helped me up off him while I was still doing a
laughing/crying number.  I looked at Sam, who was getting up and brushing
off dirt.  I said, "I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for
saving me.  You really are courageous and I owe you so much."  He looked at
me with an odd look and ran off behind the tree crying.

I said, "Now what did I say?"

Shane picked me up to help take me back to the truck while his dad went to
talk to Sam.

Shane said, "He may be dealing with the emotions too.  I am proud you were
bold enough to face your trauma.  It was hard enough to watch.  I doubt if
I could have dealt with it."

Still a bit shaky and still feeling the effects I said, "I think I would
have had to at some point and knowing you guys were with me, helped.  I
couldn't have done it by myself.  By the way, did you find my cell phone or
laptop?"  He just grinned and shook his head.

We then heard the sound of another vehicle in the distance coming toward
us.  As it came into view, it was a rather large truck with a snow blade on
the front apparently to clear the road of the debris.  The truck stopped
and two men popped there heads out of the window.  Sam said, "Thank God,
it's Officer Petry and his brother."

The familiar looking driver looked around at us and said, "What are you
doing standing around, waiting for a parade?"

Doc and Sam quickly approached the truck. The driver got out to talk to Doc
and Sam.  All three of them stood shaking there in heads in disbelief after
a few minutes of talking.  After some discussion, everyone piled into
either truck and we took off for town.

It was just dusk when we arrived at the clinic.  I was growing really tired
from the long day of emotional ups and downs.  It was hard to keep my eyes
open.  Doc opened my door while Shane was walking briskly to the truck,
accompanied by the ER nurse with a wheelchair.

Doc said, "I'll be with you the whole time we are in here even though I may
not be working on you.  I have been too involved to keep an objective
view."

"Thanks.  I owe you and your family so much for your help."

"That's what we are here for, for each other.  My family has really been
taken with you."

As I was being put in the chair, Lidda leaned in to me and kissed my cheek
and said, "We will be right here for you.  Anyone I can call for you while
you're being checked out?"  She had a pen and paper ready.

I told her two phone numbers.  One was my brother's, (he should be home by
now from a business trip), and the other was my grandparents'.  I told her,
"Thanks!  Once you're done with that, would you mind coming in my room and
sitting with me?  I've grown accustomed to knowing you're there and it
helps relax me."  She smiled and had a tear run down her face and she said,
"You bet, I have grown accustomed to you also."

They wheeled me in to a private room and sat me on the bed.  I saw Paige,
Toby and Larry in the room across from mine in separated curtain cubes.
They were getting changed into hospital gowns.  Larry was having one heck
of a time with his gown.  It barely fit his huge body and good thing my
vision was still a blur because his ass was out in the open for anyone to
view passing by.

Doc was already talking with his colleague while a young male nurse came up
to me and spoke in what I thought was an Australian accent and said, "Hi,
I'm Jeff Hunter.  You look rather like you got into a fight and lost," He
said jokingly.  He added, "I'll be checking a few of your vitals and then
we'll get you out of these clothes so Dr. Nick can examine you better.
Will you be comfortable with me doing that for you?"

I said, "Thanks, and no I don't mind.  I appreciate you asking."  I looked
at him up and down.  He looked kinda cool in his scrubs.  He was very clean
cut and took care of himself.  He sat next to me and put my arm on his lap.
The top of my hand was right on his crotch. I just wanted to feel what was
under those pants but resisted.  As he was taking various vitals and moving
around, my hand was brushing up against what felt like a nice thick one. He
made idle chat while he took my vitals.  He then asked, "Are you ready to
get out of those clothes?"

"Ready" I said.  I thought, "Hell, I been naked and touched by more hotties
this week than the past 6 months."

He said, "Let's lie back.  Doc Noble told me to just cut them off since it
will easier than putting you in any unnecessary movements."

He pulled out a pair of shears and carefully cut the fabric.  Then he
leaned over to the other side of me to cut that side.  He was talking to me
just to calm me and keep my mind on other things.

I could feel his groin against my arm every time he moved.  He had his firm
stomach right on my groin while he was cutting my pants off.  I thought to
myself, "Now how many guys can say that I got my pants cut off by a male
nurse."  I was showing obvious interest with a growing erection and must of
turned a shade of red.

He looked at me and said, "Don't be shy, it happens, so don't sweat it."

He did a good job of removing my clothes, and soon I was lying there in the
buff.  He said, "I'm going to give you a sponge bath to get you cleaned up
for the doc and get you a bit more sterile after your little trip today.
Will you be OK with that?"

"Yes and again you're very kind asking if you can do all this.  However, if
I happen to sound a bit crikie, it's because I hate feeling this way so if
we can shorten this up I would be happier.  Just let me know in advance if
something is going to hurt.  I just want to get rid of this dam headache.
UUGGHh.  And I know how these doctors can be, so I've a got a code phrase
ready and when you hear it, please interrupt them."

"I completely understand and will do my best to help you get better.  Doc
Noble assigned me to be your exclusive nurse till you're released from here
with strict instructions not to leave you when you're sleeping.  Now why
would he request that?"  He started with the sponge bath.

"I guess I have a habit of waking at short intervals and getting myself in
trouble"

He was very careful and had great technique handling all areas of my body
(and I do mean all).  If I had to guess, I would have thought he and Shane
took sponging 101 together.

He said, "I will keep a very close eye on you then."

As he finished with the bath and covered me with a sheet, both Doc Nick and
Doc Noble came to talk to me and said, "The first thing needed is the
unpleasant task of removing those casts and getting full x-rays and scans.
Depending on those, the worst case scenario would be rebreaking the bones
to set them properly and recast.  We think the most concern for you will be
when we approach the problem of your vertigo.  This can be an unpleasant
experience, but you will need to be awake for the procedure...."

I interrupted, sounding annoyed and using a phrase I just recently heard,
"Blah blah blah, my wife's a dirty whore."  They froze at that statement
and I continued, "Now that I have your attention, check with Jeff for the
play by play."  My irritation wasn't with them but with the feeling of
wanting to have this over and done with.  I just wanted to feel better.

Even before I finished what I was saying, Jeff had both docs by the arm and
was leading them to the door for a quick chat.

I heard Doc say, "In the few days I've known him, he hasn't shown an ounce
of rudeness, but I can understand his frustration."

I must have dozed off for a moment, because all three of them and Lidda
were looking over me when I opened my eyes again.  Doc said, "You OK?"

"Tired," I said, keeping it short.

"I'll be here with you during this whole procedure." Lidda said.

"Thanks," I said with a smile, looking into her eyes.

She said she talked to my grandparents and were happy to know that I'm
alive.  She said your grandpa said to give you a big ..florrbet.  I half
smiled and said, "Thanks.  That's...oh, ask Alex, he will know." Trying to
be short as possible.

They started with x-rays and did lots of various scans.  I was spared a lot
of the play by play unless they were needing information.  I could take the
scrubbing of scabs, the poking and restiching in my groin and refit of
casts but I never ever want to experience the feeling of having my neck
stretched and cracked to help relieve the vertigo and headaches.  I think I
must have cried for well over 15 minutes because they needed me fully aware
without any type of anesthesia for the procedure.

By now it was early morning and I must have only gotten an hour of nap time
in the past 24 hours.  All these procedures have had various degrees of
pain and now I'm just feeling stingy uneasiness

Doc and Lidda came into the room and sat next to me.

"Ok, what's the bad news this time?"

"Who said anything about bad news?  Can't we just visit you and show our
support?"

"Well, lets see, you're a doctor and anytime in the past 14 hrs you been in
here, you have had your sidekicks with you, so lets just get to the part
of, I hope you take news well."

"Well it depends the way you look at it really, but we like to think of as
good but probably something you didn't want to hear."

"Please tell me." I said dryly

"First, are your vision and headache better?"

"The headache is less intense but I can't tell with my vision, since I
think I cried more in the last 2 hours than all year."

I think once you get some rest, you will notice more improvement."

"Anyways, we talked to your grandparents since your brother hasn't called
back yet. We told them exactly what was going on and they thought the same
way we did after we told them your condition.

"And?"

"Many patients with your vertigo condition end up staying for a week or two
in the hospital, but that's when they have severe cases and don't show much
improvement.  Those who show improvement are encouraged not to travel too
far and are not allowed on aircraft for up to 3 months," Doc explained.

"So what are you trying to tell me?

"You have shown more improvement than anyone of us thought you would this
early in the treatment, but you shouldn't be traveling though for at least
another week.

"A WEEK?  I don't want to stay in this place another..."

Doc interrupted, "Hang on there slick, let me finish."

"We talked to the family and everyone agreed you should stay with us for
that time.  That's if you want to, but your grandparents thought best of it
too until your parents get back in town."

"Where is your family now?"

"Everyone has been in the lobby waiting to hear how you're doing."

"Wow that is really nice of them!!" I said

"What about my school work?  It's finals week and I'm screwed!  Not to
mention that job in Nashville -- they probably have burned my application
by now.  Geez, I really didn't want to go back home and go back to class in
the fall...."  It seemed like all my anxieties arose at that moment and
seemed I was yaking on and on.  I was really starting to feel depressed and
annoyed.

"HEY there Marcus, slow down just a notch.  Don't let yourself get all
worked up. I have heard it can be taken care of fairly easily, most
colleges I know will allow you to catch up in cases like this and usually
online." Doc mentioned

Lidda then said, "As far as your job prospects, we have an idea about that
and would you believe Sam thought of it."

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The story continues next week.........with Chapter 9:  Where am I going now

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