Authors: Samantha Lovern
Maid for Martin (46 page)
“I want to see my husband.”
The nurse glanced at her clipboard and stood. “You can see him, but things look bad. I know you tried to go in earlier.” The nurse paused, walking around to Dani. “The doctor says you shouldn’t go in unless you can keep it together.”
“I can. I’ll control my emotions.”
“You should try. We never know what the patient can hear. Your husband has some bad contusions. Please don’t touch him, or hug him. I can see you’re a sensitive person. If you promise to stand back and just look, I’ll let you see him.”
“I promise.”
“Okay. Come on.” As they walked down the hall the nurse began to talk. “As I said, he looks rough; don’t be shocked by his appearance.”
“I’ll try.”
“Good. He has a large contusion, bruise; it indicated that he had a lacerated liver. It was causing some internal bleeding. They did a CT scan earlier, and it showed a blunt trauma laceration. It’s common in accidents like this.”
“Will he be okay? Is he bleeding much?”
“In time he’ll be back to normal. As for the bleeding, we’ll monitor his blood levels every six to twelve hours. They’ll supervise him for two or three days, looking for signs of improvement.
“I see; will they have to operate?”
“I doubt it, most of the time the liver starts to heal on its own.” Danita nodded, and they paused at the doorway. “What else?”
“Two cracked ribs, hence the liver issues. He has a fractured left wrist, a nasty cut on his head, here in his hair, a black eye, and many bruises here and there. When he wakes, he’ll be in a lot of pain. He also has some swelling; he won’t look like the man you married.”
Danita bit her bottom lip; the woman didn’t know how right she was. The nurse opened the door, and they walked in. Danita stayed back, put her hand over her mouth and tears stung her eyes. “My goodness, it’s worse than I thought.”
“I know. Remember, don’t hug him. You can touch the back of his hand, but no hugs or kisses yet.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Danita walked over and looked down at the young man. A few tears fell down her cheek. Though she seldom went to church, she crossed herself, took out the crucifix that was always around her neck and kissed it. “Mayo el Dios la ayuda tu.”
When she turned to go, she could see the look on the nurse’s face. “It means ‘May God help you.”
“That’s a good prayer. He’ll be in a lot of pain when he wakes up. Visiting hours for the ICU are every two hours; ten minutes at a time. We normally don’t allow people in after 8 p.m., but now and then we do make exceptions.”
“Thank you.” Danita wanted to go home, but she couldn’t. A real wife wouldn’t leave her husband’s side. She stepped toward the door, turned and took one more glance at the young man.
He looked awful; she might call her mother later and ask her to pray. Even though she and her mother had differences at times, this young man needed all the help he could get.
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