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Oct. 6th, 2015 08:06 pmThe incessant beep... beep... of the machines got really old, really fast. Considering that's all she'd really been hearing the past few days she was really tired of them. She'd even just unplugged them once but that brought everyone rushing into her room, freaking out. So silencing them that way was a big no.
They'd finally let her have her phone so she could listen to music but the battery had run out on that and her mom had headed back home before Genevieve could ask her for a new one. She couldn't even text anyone to ask them to bring one because she had no phone and couldn't call because she didn't know anyone's numbers.
So it had been super, super boring on top of the beeping crazy. Nothing to do but think. Think about how she was not dead. And wasn't going to die, at least no faster than anyone else. She'd had one seizure since she was here and that super sucked. The doctors said she'd probably have them for the rest of her life but they were manageable, especially with medication.
Most people would be happy to be alive but Genevieve was... conflicted. She'd never planned on living a long, full life. She should be dead. Completely dead and passed on. But she wasn't and she had no clue how to deal with that. How were you supposed to deal with the potential to have hopes and dreams and long term plans when you never had that before?
Normally she just ran from that sort of thing because hey, she wasn't going to be around for very long. So no problem. Unless the problem was that now you were going to be around for a long time. So you couldn't really run.
"Ugh, this all sucks," she huffed, flopping back in her bed. "Stupid futures and stuff. Also, no one tells you how much weight you lose when you're in a coma. I feel like I'm down a whole cup size or something, this sucks."
[OOC: Genevieve is awake from her coma after saving the town! She's been awake for a few days but this is the first day non-family has been allowed to visit. Come say hi, even if you don't know her. Maybe you were visiting your sick aunt or something.]
They'd finally let her have her phone so she could listen to music but the battery had run out on that and her mom had headed back home before Genevieve could ask her for a new one. She couldn't even text anyone to ask them to bring one because she had no phone and couldn't call because she didn't know anyone's numbers.
So it had been super, super boring on top of the beeping crazy. Nothing to do but think. Think about how she was not dead. And wasn't going to die, at least no faster than anyone else. She'd had one seizure since she was here and that super sucked. The doctors said she'd probably have them for the rest of her life but they were manageable, especially with medication.
Most people would be happy to be alive but Genevieve was... conflicted. She'd never planned on living a long, full life. She should be dead. Completely dead and passed on. But she wasn't and she had no clue how to deal with that. How were you supposed to deal with the potential to have hopes and dreams and long term plans when you never had that before?
Normally she just ran from that sort of thing because hey, she wasn't going to be around for very long. So no problem. Unless the problem was that now you were going to be around for a long time. So you couldn't really run.
"Ugh, this all sucks," she huffed, flopping back in her bed. "Stupid futures and stuff. Also, no one tells you how much weight you lose when you're in a coma. I feel like I'm down a whole cup size or something, this sucks."
[OOC: Genevieve is awake from her coma after saving the town! She's been awake for a few days but this is the first day non-family has been allowed to visit. Come say hi, even if you don't know her. Maybe you were visiting your sick aunt or something.]
