Serena smiled weakly at the nurse and said “it seems one of my stitches has come out...making a terrible mess of these sheets...” she was holding the wound closed but blood was still coming out without holding back. Serena was getting like headed and said “Chas...make sure I don’t fall off the bed would you? In case I do pass out...”

John shook his head and said “my records say not heavy on meds per my request...after my time in the loony bin I hate over use of any kinds of meds on myself...don’t like the feelings...I’ll stuck it up...” he looked across the hall and said “but it looks like Serena is not just fine...” he tried to get up but moved wrong and gasped in pain, falling backward on the bed cursing.