Monday, March 30, 2009

Am I Memorex? - Part 4

She brings me aspirin in a little plastic cup. I toss them back and drink from the lukewarm glass of water by my bed.

"Besides the headache are you experiencing any discomfort?" her hand rest lightly on my forehead. It's coolness feels good to my skin.

"No. Just the spliting headache," I say. Her hand slides down the side of my face cupping my cheak for a second before moving on to my shoulder and squeazing it gently.

"It's late you should get some rest. They'll want to start the tests first thing in the morning," she reminds me.

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