But I couldn’t. “I need to get out of here. I need to . . . WHY DON’T I KNOW MY NAME?” Pain thumped in my head. Loud, hard, sharp.
“It’s okay. I’m with you. Try to keep still,” Noah said, but I struggled against him as he put a mask on my face.
“Take some deep breaths. In and out. In and out.”
I continued to struggle until I saw two bright blue beacons piercing through the mist in front of my eyes. I grabbed hold of them and stared back.Blue eyes.He had blue eyes. His features finally came into focus and his mouth twitched into a small smile.
“I’m right here. Just relax.”
I nodded. His smile pulled some of the tension out of me.
“Good, just like that. Deep breaths.”
I followed his instruction and started to feel strangely calm.
“A little better now?”
“Yes. Can I ask you a question, Noah?”
“Sure. Anything.”
“How did you get the snakes in?”
“The snakes?”
“And the bees, what about the bees? And how did you know which one was male, and which one was female?”
He smiled and I felt him pat my hand. “I’m just a paramedic, ma’am. That’s all.”
And then I closed my eyes and everything went black again.
CHAPTER 2
Unknown Jane Doe.
Blunt force trauma to the head.
Confused on the scene with a GCS of 12.
BP 130 over 90.
Pulse 115.
Patient was confused and combative due to hypoxia, settled with a poly mask.
Patient is displaying amnesia and doesn’t know her name.
The words swarmed at me through a thick, gooey haze and I felt myself being lifted up. I was airborne for a moment or two:was I flying?And then my back came into contact with something hard and everything around me exploded.
Lights.
Voices.
Rushing footsteps.
Beeping machines.
“Noah?” I whispered, clasping at the air in front of me.
