Do you want me to ask for some pain reliever?" Mom asks, wincing at the sight of my wrist. "No that's okay, it's only bad when I move it." I answer as a young man around twenty-seven comes in the room. My first thought is that Marta would eat him alive. He has dark blonde hair and blue eyes, her dream man. I'm calling Marta as soon as I leave. "Hello, I'm Doctor Sanders." He introduces himself to my mom and I out of respect. "Hi." He lifts my wrist gently and examines it. "It's already swelling and bruising. I'd say you have multiple breaks in your wrist and possibly your hand. I'll need to take you in for an x-ray." I nod in acknowledgement and he writes a few things down on my chart. "Is there a possibly that you’re pregnant?" "No, I'm on my period." "Are you allergic to any medications?" "No." "Great if you'll follow me we'll get those x-rays." I get down and follow him down the hall. He opens the door and I go in. I watch as he turns on the machine and takes a grey lead vest from the wall.
