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20th July 2004, 23:00

Today has been pretty stressful.

The unconscious girl in C&V has apparently been out for a couple of days, and today we gave her about 40 anaesthetic injections to her lower body to simulate paraplegia.

As we reduce the drugs keeping her unconscious, Dr Hay sits at her bedside and breaks the bad news to her. She has been unconscious for months after a bad car accident in which she broke her back. She is paralysed from the waist down.

She must know this is a fiction, a fiction she has created and is paying for, but she is playing her role well. We have had tears, denial, anger. As the coma was “artificial” she is undergoing pretty accelerated rehab. We started in the afternoon with the basics of transferring herself to a wheelchair, and it all seemed to be going pretty well until the alarm in the bathroom went off.

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The week had gone well and passed so quickly. Friday morning loomed within a blink it was time for Kiya’s lunch with Mai and Nick.

“I’m sorry I can’t join you for the lunch with Nick and Mai. I have to go into the office for a few hours to work out the logistics of the account the company acquired while we were in Las Vegas.” John called out to Kiya as she crutched from the bathroom.

“It’s ok. I’m glad that you were able to get the account with Mr. Murasaki. I’m so proud of you.” Kiya crutched up to John and gave him a quick kiss then straightened his tie. “You look good!”

“You look good too. I love that skirt. It really shows off your sexy legs”

Kiya wore a short denim skirt. It had a split on each side and the hem stopped about two inches above her knee. The entirety of Kiya’s cast was in full view. She wore a leather sandal on her good foot.

“Are you ready to go?” John asked.

“Ready when you are.”

They left the house and John helped Kiya into the truck. He pulled out onto the street and they were well on their way. John didn’t even notice the blue sedan that was following at least three cars behind him.

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As John pulled the truck into the driveway of the house, Kiya let out a small sigh of disgust. “Darnit!”

John looked at her. “What’s wrong?”

“I’ve got sand in my shoe and now it’s between my toes.”

John grinned. “Sounds like you need a bath. We don’t want you tracking sand into bed, do we?” He got out of the truck and made his way to the passenger side, opening the door. “Now, let’s get this shoe off.” He unfastened the ankle strap of Kiya’s shoe and slid it off her foot, then handed it to her. He took his wife into his arms.

Kiya was surprised by his actions. “What are you doing?” She asked.

“We can’t have that sand bothering your toes while going into the house. I’ll fetch your crutches later.” He carried Kiya to the front door, unlocked it, and carried her inside the house.

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“- The phone in our bedroom”, she thinks. She could try to use it to call for help.
But it is upstairs. It will not be possible !
“- I must do it”, she thinks.
And she decides first to stand up on her good foot.
She hops till the bottom of the stairs and sits down on the first step. She tries to climb the stairs on her buttocks but with only one foot and no arms to help, it is impossible.
The only limb she can use to help is her right elbow that she can slightly lean on the stairs. And doing so, she finally finds herself on her left foot.
Leaning on the banister with her right elbow, she hops upstairs, step after step.

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She holds her crutches and decides to go downstairs. On the top of the stairs, she hesitates, wondering if she should lean on the banister and hops downstairs, step by step or if she should use the crutches.
She feels too clumsy to use the crutches and she takes them in her left hand while she leans on the banister and hops one step. But it sends a jolt of pain in her foot. She hops on the second step but it is very painful and she changes her mind. She holds her crutches and carefully puts them on the below step and she cautiously jumps on her left foot. It is really better !
And she goes on, step after step, taking her time, when her phone, in her pocket rings. She stops, tries to keep her balance and takes the phone. It is Phil ! She is about to pick it up when for an unknown reason, one of her crutches violently slips.

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In the middle of the afternoon, Stephany decides to call Clara in the office.

When the phone rings in Clara’s office, she is about to leave.
She comes back to her desk to picks up the phone but when she arrives near the desk, she first sits down on it, puts her crutches against it and picks up the phone.
“- Clara, it’s Stephany ! How are you ?”, Stephany asks on the other side of the line.
“- Well, it is not easy with a broken leg ! It’s better today but I think I should not be able to do it without painkillers.”
“- Is your leg throbbing ?”
“- Yes, when I don’t elevate it, it hurts ! But I have promised to Paul, when I am in the office, I ask everybody for help and I elevate my leg as much as possible. But finally I manage !”

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Candice is looking outside. It’s only 4 pm but the sky is grey, nearly black and the weather is extremely windy : extremely violent thunderstorms are foreseen tonight.
Candice’s phone rings and she picks it up recognizing the number of Phil, her husband.
“- Hello Darling”, he says.
“- Hello Honey”, she answers
“- I have bad news for tonight. Due to the thunderstorms announced on the city, my flight has been cancelled. I will be back only tomorrow morning”
“- Oh, it’s a pity but it’s not abnormal. Here, it is nearly as if we were in the night. You know, I prefer to know you in security there than in an airplane crash”

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