Post by Mimi on Aug 18, 2006 10:00:11 GMT -5
“Marlena. Breathe deeply.” Alex said as he held the paper bag in front of her mouth. Marlena was on her knees, crying and gasping for air hysterically. He wasn’t sure what brought about this panic attack, but knew it was most likely due to something from her past that she was remembering. Her cell phone that she clutched in one hand rang incessantly.
“Come on, you can do it. Breathe deeply into the bag. You’re going to be okay.” He continued to hold the bag in front of her. He wished that the phone would stop ringing so he could concentrate. Why the hell was this happening to him?
Marlena continued to gasp for air and clutch her throat rather than the paper bag. Alex knew that if she kept this up for much longer she would loose consciousness. He decided that it was in her best interest to administer a sedative. He left her on the floor and ran into the kitchen and grabbed a syringe from the cabinet atop the refrigerator. “Alex, help.” Marlena pleaded from the living room. He quickly returned and prepped the needle. Marlena saw the needle right before he quickly jabbed it into her hip “No.” She screamed in terror. “Not that. Please. Don’t hurt me.” Marlena cried out as she slipped into unconsciousness. Alex picked up her limp body and carried her upstairs to the bedroom. He gently placed her under the covers and checked her vital signs. Her breathing was much too shallow. If it didn’t improve he was going to have to seek medical attention. “Come on Marlena. Wake up.” He pleaded with her. “Come on. You are safe with me here. You can do it. I know that you want to wake up.”
For hours he paced back and forth in front of the bed encouraging her to wake up. Every ten minutes or so he would check her vital signs. He knew that he had not given her enough of a sedative to cause her to be out for this long. He was starting to worry that she was either experiencing a medical complication from the sedative or there was some underlying psychological issue that was keeping her in this state. “Fuck.” He yelled as he grabbed her cell phone out of her hand. He pulled John’s business card out of his wallet and proceeded to call his number. “Doc? I’ve been worried…” John answered the phone. “It’s Dr. North.” Alex interrupted. “Where is Marlena? Is she okay?” John asked. He was frantic with worry after she abruptly ended the five hours earlier. “John, there has been a situation.” “What situation. Tell me what is going on with my wife?” He was starting to get pissed off. God dammit, this was his wife that they were taking about. “Calm down, John. Marlena is here with me. She had a panic attack earlier and started hyperventilating.” Holy mother of hell, why the hell wasn’t he notified immediately that there was a problem? “Is she okay? I have been trying to reach her for hours. Why the hell didn’t you answer the phone? What the hell is going on up there?” John asked. “She should be fine.” Alex didn’t want to worry him. “Should be? Should be? She’s not fine right now? Is that what you are saying?” John was starting to panic. “How soon can you get the helicopter up here?” “What the fuck is wrong with her?” John said as he looked out the window of the helicopter. “She is unconscious and non-responsive.” John closed his eyes and put his right hand against his temple. He felt nauseous. He knew it was a bad idea to let Marlena stay at the cabin alone with Dr. North. “What happened?” He was trying to remain calm. “How soon can you send the helicopter here. She needs to be taken to the nearest hospital.” Alex finally confessed. “I can see the cabin right now. We should be landing in a couple of minutes. Where is she?” He was going to kill the man if anything was wrong with Marlena. Alex did the math in his head. John must have taken off hours ago from Salem. “Upstairs in the bedroom. The front door is unlocked.” “See you in a few.” John said as he hung up the phone and motioned for his pilot to go faster. The helicopter had barely touched the ground, when John opened the passenger door, leapt and ran as fast as he could up the narrow path that lead to the front door. Upon entering the house, he took two steps at a time as he ran up to the bedroom. He first noticed Dr. North sitting on the side of the bed checking Marlena pulse. Marlena was so pale and fragile looking. “Oh Doc.” He said as he walked over to her. Alex looked up at him and made eye contact. “John, I had to give her a sedative to calm her down. She should have been awake hours ago. Does she have any allergies that I wasn’t told about.” “We’ve got to get her to the hospital.” John said ignoring Alex’s question. “I’ve got to get her help.” John leaned down and placed his arm under her knees and picked her up. “Come on Doc. Wake up.” John pleaded with her as he held her close to his chest. “Come back to me. You can fight this Doc. You’re a fighter. You don’t give up. Come on.” Alex watched quietly as Mr. Black tried to coax his wife into consciousness. “Hold on John. Let me check her vitals before you take her to the helicopter.” Dr. North said as he blocked John’s exit from the room. John stopped and allowed Dr. North access to Marlena. “Her pulse is getting stronger. She must be responding to some tactile stimuli.” “If you’ll kindly move out of my way, I’m taking my wife to the hospital.” John said as he tried to step around Dr. North. Dr. North moved out of his way and followed him down the stairs. His pilot met John by the helicopter and took Marlena while John got into the back. The pilot gently transferred Marlena into John’s arms. John cradled his wife gently, placing soft kisses along her jaw line, begging her to wake up. “Are you coming?” The pilot asked Dr. North. Alex nodded and got in the front passenger seat. He looked at the cabin as it faded from the scenery. His plans for Marlena’s memory returning were not going according to plan.
“Come on, you can do it. Breathe deeply into the bag. You’re going to be okay.” He continued to hold the bag in front of her. He wished that the phone would stop ringing so he could concentrate. Why the hell was this happening to him?
Marlena continued to gasp for air and clutch her throat rather than the paper bag. Alex knew that if she kept this up for much longer she would loose consciousness. He decided that it was in her best interest to administer a sedative. He left her on the floor and ran into the kitchen and grabbed a syringe from the cabinet atop the refrigerator. “Alex, help.” Marlena pleaded from the living room. He quickly returned and prepped the needle. Marlena saw the needle right before he quickly jabbed it into her hip “No.” She screamed in terror. “Not that. Please. Don’t hurt me.” Marlena cried out as she slipped into unconsciousness. Alex picked up her limp body and carried her upstairs to the bedroom. He gently placed her under the covers and checked her vital signs. Her breathing was much too shallow. If it didn’t improve he was going to have to seek medical attention. “Come on Marlena. Wake up.” He pleaded with her. “Come on. You are safe with me here. You can do it. I know that you want to wake up.”
For hours he paced back and forth in front of the bed encouraging her to wake up. Every ten minutes or so he would check her vital signs. He knew that he had not given her enough of a sedative to cause her to be out for this long. He was starting to worry that she was either experiencing a medical complication from the sedative or there was some underlying psychological issue that was keeping her in this state. “Fuck.” He yelled as he grabbed her cell phone out of her hand. He pulled John’s business card out of his wallet and proceeded to call his number. “Doc? I’ve been worried…” John answered the phone. “It’s Dr. North.” Alex interrupted. “Where is Marlena? Is she okay?” John asked. He was frantic with worry after she abruptly ended the five hours earlier. “John, there has been a situation.” “What situation. Tell me what is going on with my wife?” He was starting to get pissed off. God dammit, this was his wife that they were taking about. “Calm down, John. Marlena is here with me. She had a panic attack earlier and started hyperventilating.” Holy mother of hell, why the hell wasn’t he notified immediately that there was a problem? “Is she okay? I have been trying to reach her for hours. Why the hell didn’t you answer the phone? What the hell is going on up there?” John asked. “She should be fine.” Alex didn’t want to worry him. “Should be? Should be? She’s not fine right now? Is that what you are saying?” John was starting to panic. “How soon can you get the helicopter up here?” “What the fuck is wrong with her?” John said as he looked out the window of the helicopter. “She is unconscious and non-responsive.” John closed his eyes and put his right hand against his temple. He felt nauseous. He knew it was a bad idea to let Marlena stay at the cabin alone with Dr. North. “What happened?” He was trying to remain calm. “How soon can you send the helicopter here. She needs to be taken to the nearest hospital.” Alex finally confessed. “I can see the cabin right now. We should be landing in a couple of minutes. Where is she?” He was going to kill the man if anything was wrong with Marlena. Alex did the math in his head. John must have taken off hours ago from Salem. “Upstairs in the bedroom. The front door is unlocked.” “See you in a few.” John said as he hung up the phone and motioned for his pilot to go faster. The helicopter had barely touched the ground, when John opened the passenger door, leapt and ran as fast as he could up the narrow path that lead to the front door. Upon entering the house, he took two steps at a time as he ran up to the bedroom. He first noticed Dr. North sitting on the side of the bed checking Marlena pulse. Marlena was so pale and fragile looking. “Oh Doc.” He said as he walked over to her. Alex looked up at him and made eye contact. “John, I had to give her a sedative to calm her down. She should have been awake hours ago. Does she have any allergies that I wasn’t told about.” “We’ve got to get her to the hospital.” John said ignoring Alex’s question. “I’ve got to get her help.” John leaned down and placed his arm under her knees and picked her up. “Come on Doc. Wake up.” John pleaded with her as he held her close to his chest. “Come back to me. You can fight this Doc. You’re a fighter. You don’t give up. Come on.” Alex watched quietly as Mr. Black tried to coax his wife into consciousness. “Hold on John. Let me check her vitals before you take her to the helicopter.” Dr. North said as he blocked John’s exit from the room. John stopped and allowed Dr. North access to Marlena. “Her pulse is getting stronger. She must be responding to some tactile stimuli.” “If you’ll kindly move out of my way, I’m taking my wife to the hospital.” John said as he tried to step around Dr. North. Dr. North moved out of his way and followed him down the stairs. His pilot met John by the helicopter and took Marlena while John got into the back. The pilot gently transferred Marlena into John’s arms. John cradled his wife gently, placing soft kisses along her jaw line, begging her to wake up. “Are you coming?” The pilot asked Dr. North. Alex nodded and got in the front passenger seat. He looked at the cabin as it faded from the scenery. His plans for Marlena’s memory returning were not going according to plan.
