A Series of Unfortunate Events Part 4

“Uhhhh, sir? You… alright?”
The paramedic slowly places his hand on Jason’s shoulder in an effort to usher him back to being seated.

“Oh um, yeah, yeah. I- I’m fine”
He turns and sits back down on the steps of the rear fender on the ambulance.

“I should be dead,”
he utters pointing to the black metal ball that was once the forty-five thousand dollar luxury sedan he drove to work everyday.

“I uh, was driving that” The paramedic looks over in astonishment.
“Fuck man, you’re lucky to be alive. God favored you in this one. Looks like you took a hard one on your noodle though. We’re gonna have to take you in and get you checked out”

Jason reaches up and touches the back of his head where the source of all the pain he was feeling seemed to be coming from. He feels a cold sting as he touches the top part of the back of his head. He pulls his hand back to see his fingertips caked in blood and road grime. Wincing as he is touching the back of his head again Jason replies,

“Yeah, the hospital sounds like a good idea.”

Jason turns and loads himself into the back of the ambulance where he was strapped onto a gurney and driven to the hospital. Along the way he couldn’t help but wonder what happened to the woman who hit him and how he was going to explain to his client waiting at the airport what just happened. More so, how was he going to explain to his boss what happened. That will just have to wait till he could get near a phone, because his cell phone was now in what seemed like four hundred pieces in his surviving coat pocket.

The hospital is an unexpected change to the scenario of life at the moment, calm collected and full of the silence that produces the deepest of fears for those awaiting their turn under the scalpel. Jason is carefully unloaded from the ambulance and rolled down the corridor of the emergency care center. The low vibrations rising up from the wheels rolling across the polished vinyl tiles of the floor create a hum in Jason’s head that increases the pain of his headache ten-fold. He squints his eyes, grits his teeth and tries to drown out the pain but the intensity of it is too much to ignore by those means. The sensations are completely unnatural in nature and feels as though the pain is throbbing from the center of his brain and radiating outward in very evenly spaced shockwaves. It is almost as though some part of his brain has turned on for the first time and is making itself known to the rest of it.

Tossing and turning on the gurney as he rolls down the corridor into an open room, Jason's head feels as though it is being crushed by the weight of itself, exponentially increasing the pain he is experiencing. As the hospital staff attempt to transfer him to another bed the weight seems to increase more. Jason thinks to himself "Oh god, this weight has to be lifted off of me somehow." As though his thoughts were the answer from a divine force the pressure was relieved and Jason felt as though he weighed next to nothing. The assisting nurses and paramedics even notice. One paramedic is slightly disturbed by it and quietly asked one of the other staff if they felt as though the patient underwent a strange reduction in weight suddenly. She nods in agreement. They avoid any further inquiry into the issue and turn to Jason and inform him he will be looked at shortly.

"Don't worry sir, a doctor will be in to examine you shortly. I am going to take your blood pressure really quickly..."

Through the onset of the pain returning, Jason chokes out a light.
"Thank you