Wolf Pack
Taking A Turn For The Worse
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ZACKY'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I was downstairs in the kitchen fixing to bring Mark something to drink when I heard one of the bedrooms upstairs open and close. I seen Mark come down the stairs.
"Zacky, I need you to watch Aerial while I'm gone. I need to get her a ventilator because the breathing treatments aren't working."
"I will." I said and I walked back up to Matt's room and shut the door behind me watching Aerial sleep. I drank my water and listened to her raspy breathing. It absolutely broke my heart. I heard a door downstairs shut and I knew Mark was back.
I started to leave the room when Aerial suddenly started gasping for air. I pulled open the door and yelled for Mark and he rushed up the stairs with the ventilator in his hands. He sat the went down and tried putting a tube down her throat but it wasn't working.
"Damn her throats swollen shut. I need to do a trake. Zacky hurry and get me some alcohol." I nodded my head and ran into the bathroom grabbing the alcohol and giving it to Mark. He took out a knife from his bag and began cutting open her throat. I watched as he put a tube in alcohol and then sticking in into the incision he had made. I heard her breathing again and I let out a sigh of a relief. Mark hooked the tube to the ventilator he brought in with him and the machine helped her breathe.
"How long will she be on the respirator?" I asked.
"Until she's able to breathe on her own. Which should be a few days or so."
"Alright is there anything I need to do?" I asked sitting down beside her.
"Just make sure she is comfortable. If she wake up then tell her what's going on and that she can't talk because of the tube."
"I will thanks Mark." I said smiling.
'I'll be back tomorrow." With that he walked out of the room. I held her hand for the longest time until Matt came in and seen the tube in her neck.
"What happened?"
"She stopped breathing and Mark couldn't put a tube down her throat so he had to do a trake." I explained.
"Just take care of her Zacky." Matt left the room and I knew what he was going to do. Every time something like this happens he goes down to his punching bag. She needs to wake up...
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It's been about a week since Aerial was put on the vent and she hasn't woken up. Mark is checking on her now while I lay in my bed watching his every move. Matt has been in such a state thinking she is going to die but I don't believe she will. She has too much left in life to die right now. Rogue comes in and just sits and talks to her for 2 hours everyday telling things about what the guys say and that she needs to hurry up and get better. I thought it was cute coming from her. I smiled every time Rogue would talk to her like that. Mark would come in periodically and check on her and her condition would always be the same. I want the old Aerial back...I don't want the hurt and broken Aerial...
I was downstairs in the kitchen fixing to bring Mark something to drink when I heard one of the bedrooms upstairs open and close. I seen Mark come down the stairs.
"Zacky, I need you to watch Aerial while I'm gone. I need to get her a ventilator because the breathing treatments aren't working."
"I will." I said and I walked back up to Matt's room and shut the door behind me watching Aerial sleep. I drank my water and listened to her raspy breathing. It absolutely broke my heart. I heard a door downstairs shut and I knew Mark was back.
I started to leave the room when Aerial suddenly started gasping for air. I pulled open the door and yelled for Mark and he rushed up the stairs with the ventilator in his hands. He sat the went down and tried putting a tube down her throat but it wasn't working.
"Damn her throats swollen shut. I need to do a trake. Zacky hurry and get me some alcohol." I nodded my head and ran into the bathroom grabbing the alcohol and giving it to Mark. He took out a knife from his bag and began cutting open her throat. I watched as he put a tube in alcohol and then sticking in into the incision he had made. I heard her breathing again and I let out a sigh of a relief. Mark hooked the tube to the ventilator he brought in with him and the machine helped her breathe.
"How long will she be on the respirator?" I asked.
"Until she's able to breathe on her own. Which should be a few days or so."
"Alright is there anything I need to do?" I asked sitting down beside her.
"Just make sure she is comfortable. If she wake up then tell her what's going on and that she can't talk because of the tube."
"I will thanks Mark." I said smiling.
'I'll be back tomorrow." With that he walked out of the room. I held her hand for the longest time until Matt came in and seen the tube in her neck.
"What happened?"
"She stopped breathing and Mark couldn't put a tube down her throat so he had to do a trake." I explained.
"Just take care of her Zacky." Matt left the room and I knew what he was going to do. Every time something like this happens he goes down to his punching bag. She needs to wake up...
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It's been about a week since Aerial was put on the vent and she hasn't woken up. Mark is checking on her now while I lay in my bed watching his every move. Matt has been in such a state thinking she is going to die but I don't believe she will. She has too much left in life to die right now. Rogue comes in and just sits and talks to her for 2 hours everyday telling things about what the guys say and that she needs to hurry up and get better. I thought it was cute coming from her. I smiled every time Rogue would talk to her like that. Mark would come in periodically and check on her and her condition would always be the same. I want the old Aerial back...I don't want the hurt and broken Aerial...
Notes
comments?sorry that I haven't postd but I've been at the doctors trying to figure out what is wrong with my kidneys. I hope it's nothing serious but I will post another chapter in case I don't get too.
4/16/13