My back is killing me! It's been out for several days. The pain finally got so bad, i had to do something. So, just before the super bowl i went to the emergency clinic - and now i know - that's a great time to go to the clinic! Nobody was there. The doc gave me some good meds, and i've been eating them like candy. I'm finally starting to feel better, but now i have a different problem... how should i phrase this... pain pills sure can clog-up the system... no regularly scheduled trains are leaving this station!
So a few hours ago i decided to do something about it. Time for a midnight run to the drug store! I started driving... here's where the twist comes in... i rounded a corner on Maplewild and there was a car stopped in the road. On the side of the road was a blonde girl sitting in the dirt. I slowed down - the guy driving the car was holding his cell phone - he leaned out his window and said to me "this girl lives around here, she needs a ride, i think she hurt her foot." The girl was mumbling, drunk, covered in dirt. I was a little suspicious... who are these guys in the car? Are they with this girl? is this some kind of set-up? I rolled down my passenger window, turned down NPR, and yelled "hey, i live around here. do you need a ride? are you ok?"
She said yes, she wanted a ride, but she couldn't stand up - so i pulled over - and with my bad back i was able to pick her up and help her into my car. She was a mess. crying. dirty. in pain, for sure. her ankle was visibly swollen.
she wanted to smoke cig on the way to the hospital. i said sure. may as well give me one too, this is an odd night after all.
she asked if i would stay with her during check-in. I said sure. i felt sorry for her. it was obvious she wasn't telling me everything that had happened. she said she tripped while walking down maplewild... but it seems to me that she was probably thrown out of a car. she was covered in leaves and mud, sprained ankle, dirty scraped knee and she said her butt hurt.
we smoked another cig while waiting for the nurse to call her back. she told me she has three kids, but she didn't have anywhere to go, no money, and nobody to call to pick her up.
Back in the hospital waiting room an old batman episode was playing on TV.
The nurse called her back, i wheeled her to the emergency room bed, gave her a hug and wished her good luck.
I wish i could have done more for her. if she would have told me the REAL story, been honest with me, i probably would have stayed longer and helped more, but i really had no idea what the real story was... and she wasn't going to share it with me, that was for sure.
So i left the hospital, back to the drug store... to solve my other problem.
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