i woke up really groggy, with bright lights, and my lower abdomen felt non-existant. i attempted to look around but my eyes hurt too much, so i closed them. i heard a really loud.
"pat, pat are you there?" from a familiar voice, i just couldn't put a finger on it.
"too loud." i tried to say, but my voice was blurred together. i then heard a much quieter voice,
"mrs. lickham, pat's very sensitive hearing right now, and he's extremely tired. we put him under a lot of anesthesia, and he's barely coming out of it now, let him rest." yes let me rest! i thought. i then heard a door click shut, and after that i went out of conciousness. i did that several times in the next few hours, or days. my concept of time was extremely off. i finally awoke, to actually open my eyes, and i heard on an intercom,
"pat, are you awake? if you can hear me can you raise your hand or something.?" i went to raise my left hand, but that was tangled in cords, so i just raised my right one slightly.
"okay, can your mom come in to see you? she's been a wreck." i just formed my hand into a thumb and i heard the door open and my mom run inside. i saw her face over mine. "hey baby, are you feeling any better?" she asked.
"yea, sortof." i said, my voice was scratchy.
"good. the doctor said the surgery went extremely well, and you should recover somewhat quickly. isn't that great?"
"yea, it is." i said relieved. this was out of the way, and i could finally get better.
the days started to blur together. first it was getting used to eating food, and taking my medicine regularly. if i forgot i would have to take it right away, or my body would start to reject the organ. then all of a sudden, i could sit up, and it didn't hurt. finally they took out the stitches, and i had a huge crescent mark on the left half below my belly button. the doctor said that it won't go away. then all of a sudden i could walk around, and they were sending me home with an enormous amount of medicine. i could get around my house just fine, and the doctor was right, i was healing quickly. it'd only been a few weeks after my surgery. i couldn't drive yet, but danny was more than welcome to do that for me. it was saturday afternoon when i got home. devon hadn't answered my call, so i called her cell. it was on, but she didn't answer. i was starting to get upset, so i called her house. her mom answered.
"hi mrs. white, this is pat, is devon there?"
"hey pat! how are you feeling?" she asked.
"great! a lot better, but is devon there?"
"no, she's in the pool, but i'll have her call you back."
"no, is it okay if i run over there now?"
"sure. she's with blake and alyssa and anthony and chris, so maybe you can bring your bathing suit to swim too."
"i don't think i can do that, but thanks for the offer. i'll be over in a little bit."
"okay see you soon!" mrs. white said, and i hung up.
"danny!" i shouted. "you're taking me to devon's now. please?" i asked.
"sure!" he said with his keys in his hand. "let's go get your girlfriend back." he said as we got into the car and he drove out of the neighborhood.