Zample
07-09-2006, 04:44 AM
He stared blankly up at the doctor now hovering above him. The nurses and doctors that he could not see, but he could feel, were weaving in and out of him, stitching up patches and healing other areas. He had just woken up, obviously he had been knocked out, and the pain was excrutiating.
His name was Tom and he had just gotten into a car accident, but that's all he could remember. Just the flash of light, and then everything faded to black.
Now that Tom was awake, the pain was starting to kick in. He squirmed a bit. Soon his small swuirms turned into big thrusts and soon he was out of control, but he couldn't even control himself. It all hurt so much; he couldn't take much more of it.
"We're going to have to calm him down!" A doctor yelled.
"If he keeps going on like this, we'll hurt him, and bad!" A nurse yelled back, over Tom's screams.
"Get the shots!"
"I can't, if we give him a shot, it'll hurt him pretty bad, because he's thrashing too much and we won't hit the right spot!"
"John, put that thing out! Why the Hell would you even think to light a cigarette in a hospital!?"
"Just watch.." a calm voice replied.
Tom sniffed the air as a slight whiff of fire came over him. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever smelled. His thrashing slowed.
"Get more candles!" The surgeons yelled. One after another, candles were lit in the hospital room until finally the smell of fire was the only scent in the room.
Tom stopped thrashing and took in the scent, for he had never smelt anything so calming in his life. And it was the fire that calmed him for the rest of the operation; it was fire that numbed the pain.
There is always that one thing that will always calm us down.
There is always a good side and a bad side to everyone and everything.
His name was Tom and he had just gotten into a car accident, but that's all he could remember. Just the flash of light, and then everything faded to black.
Now that Tom was awake, the pain was starting to kick in. He squirmed a bit. Soon his small swuirms turned into big thrusts and soon he was out of control, but he couldn't even control himself. It all hurt so much; he couldn't take much more of it.
"We're going to have to calm him down!" A doctor yelled.
"If he keeps going on like this, we'll hurt him, and bad!" A nurse yelled back, over Tom's screams.
"Get the shots!"
"I can't, if we give him a shot, it'll hurt him pretty bad, because he's thrashing too much and we won't hit the right spot!"
"John, put that thing out! Why the Hell would you even think to light a cigarette in a hospital!?"
"Just watch.." a calm voice replied.
Tom sniffed the air as a slight whiff of fire came over him. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever smelled. His thrashing slowed.
"Get more candles!" The surgeons yelled. One after another, candles were lit in the hospital room until finally the smell of fire was the only scent in the room.
Tom stopped thrashing and took in the scent, for he had never smelt anything so calming in his life. And it was the fire that calmed him for the rest of the operation; it was fire that numbed the pain.
There is always that one thing that will always calm us down.
There is always a good side and a bad side to everyone and everything.