Just a Taste/Start/Lacey/Hospital
Andrew woke up to the familiar rhythmic beeping sound, a painful sensation in his face and arms and a very foul taste in his mouth. He groaned and started to reach for whatever it was that was covering his face. He heard an audible gasp and then a pair of feminine hands were holding his, "Andrew, don't, you’ll only hurt yourself honey," He heard his mother whisper to him.
Andrew relaxed and turned towards the sound of his mother's worried voice. "What happened?" He managed to croak out of his dry throat.
"There was an accident at school. There was an explosion. The Doctors said that they were able to treat the burns and get all the glass out. There will be some scarring but it should not be too bad. You have been unconscious for two weeks. That was the part that had everyone worried; they said there was no reason for you to be unconscious."
"Two weeks," he croaked again. Licking his lips as saliva began to fill his mouth. God, it tasted bad.
"Yes, your sisters and I have been worried sick. We took turns watching you," She said, as she started crying.
"I’m ok mom." Was all Andrew could manage to say before sleep once again took him.
Andrew spent two more days in the hospital, one so they could remove the bandages and another for observation. Finally after several hours and signing a million pieces of paper, Andrew was released into his mother’s care. As he came out into the waiting room he saw his mom and sisters standing. With tears in their eyes, the three ladies ran up to him and started covering him in joyful kisses; one kissed him on the lips.