NY Presbyterian Hospital. 10/02/2012. 18:40.
Two days later Nathaniel woke up to the sound of people arguing in his bedroom. He was still inside the hospital despite the fact that he was healthy because his doctors continued to have him pass test after test. He could still not move despite getting medication against the pain. He would need physical rehab which also was the subject of arguing if he could trust his hearing.
He could hear that his moms were here together with his grandparents and two doctors. He had met his grandparents and they were lovely people. At least they were kind to him which made sense, who didn't know grandparents that were doting on their only grandchild?
He made a discovery these last few days. He could see the colour of other people's soul. It was like an aura around them. He was startled at the beginning as he was trying to read the name of the new nurse on her name badge when something clicked in his mind. Seconds later he could see colours around people, but only when he was concentrating hard on them. He could roughly make out the meaning of the colours. Red was of course for killers like Marc.
Blue were caring, good people, like the middle aged nurse who often came into his room. Grey were people who roughly made as much good as they are made bad. Then there was black which meant bad people or ruthless ones. It was still not perfect as a reference for the colours, but it would have to do for now.
He realised that the intensity of colour had a certain importance. Like the difference between pale blue and bright blue, which made sense. It was the same thing as kind people and very kind people.
To his delight both of his moms were blue. Mary bright blue, Karine steel blue and his grandma pale blue.
His grandpa on the other hand was dark grey which was worrying but kinda made sense. You do not become the president of one of the best record labels in the country while being a nice guy.
According to what he was hearing his grandpa insisted for him to go to the best rehab center in EU. His moms and grandma wanted to send him on a private rehab clinic in the stats while the doctors insist he was doing the rehab in the hospital. He decided to open his eyes when the arguing began spiralling out of control.
"I would like to say what I want if it's okay with you guys." Said Nathaniel with a joyful voice that cut through the tense argument.
Getting the attention of everyone present, Karine walked next to him and started patting his hair.
"Sorry for waking you up dear" Said his grandma, smiling apologetically.
"That's alright granny" He said with a smile.
"First of all, I would like to thank you doctor, without you and the care I received from this hospital I would never have woke up." He said nodding to the two doctors.
"But I spent the last 4 years in an hospital and to be completely honest, iIm starting to suffocate here. So no, I don't want to stay here, nor do I want to go to a clinic."
Seeing people wanting to argue, he continued before they could interrupt him.
"Grandpa, you said that you had a fitness room in your home in the Hampton, right?"
"Yes, I have but it's not adapted for you condition." He said in a stern voice.
"I know but we could rent the missing equipment and hire a specialist to help me for the three months needed. Like that, I could be away from the hospital with grandma. You and my moms could come visit for the weekend and see me." Said Nathaniel with a crafty smile.
"I like it!" Said his grandmother almost instantly.
"Me too" Said Marry follow by Karine a second later. Only his grandfather was not convinced by the idea.
"Three months?" Almost choked one of the doctors. "Young man, you are looking at 6 to 8 month of rehab and it's not even certain that you could come back into shape in your lifetime!"
"I can!" Said Nathaniel, locking eyes with his grandfather, he added with a beautiful smile. "I'm a Lyndon. If anyone can do it, it will be me."
To the surprise of everyone in the room his grandfather exploded into a raucous laughter. If people who worked with him could see him at this moment, they would never believe their eyes.
"Ok I'm in grandson, show me what you got. I'm going to make some phone calls now. Prepare to move out tomorrow." Said his grandpa, turning to the door and exiting the room.
"Excellent closing argument sweetie." Praised Karine.
"I learned from the best" He said with a proud smile.
He got a kiss on the cheek for that one.
NY Presbyterian Hospital. 10/02/2012. 18:40.
Two days later Nathaniel woke up to the sound of people arguing in his bedroom. He was still inside the hospital despite the fact that he was healthy because his doctors continued to have him pass test after test. He could still not move despite getting medication against the pain. He would need physical rehab which also was the subject of arguing if he could trust his hearing.
He could hear that his moms were here together with his grandparents and two doctors. He had met his grandparents and they were lovely people. At least they were kind to him which made sense, who didn't know grandparents that were doting on their only grandchild?
He made a discovery these last few days. He could see the colour of other people's soul. It was like an aura around them. He was startled at the beginning as he was trying to read the name of the new nurse on her name badge when something clicked in his mind. Seconds later he could see colours around people, but only when he was concentrating hard on them. He could roughly make out the meaning of the colours. Red was of course for killers like Marc.
Blue were caring, good people, like the middle aged nurse who often came into his room. Grey were people who roughly made as much good as they are made bad. Then there was black which meant bad people or ruthless ones. It was still not perfect as a reference for the colours, but it would have to do for now.
He realised that the intensity of colour had a certain importance. Like the difference between pale blue and bright blue, which made sense. It was the same thing as kind people and very kind people.
To his delight both of his moms were blue. Mary bright blue, Karine steel blue and his grandma pale blue.
His grandpa on the other hand was dark grey which was worrying but kinda made sense. You do not become the president of one of the best record labels in the country while being a nice guy.
According to what he was hearing his grandpa insisted for him to go to the best rehab center in EU. His moms and grandma wanted to send him on a private rehab clinic in the stats while the doctors insist he was doing the rehab in the hospital. He decided to open his eyes when the arguing began spiralling out of control.
"I would like to say what I want if it's okay with you guys." Said Nathaniel with a joyful voice that cut through the tense argument.
Getting the attention of everyone present, Karine walked next to him and started patting his hair.
"Sorry for waking you up dear" Said his grandma, smiling apologetically.
"That's alright granny" He said with a smile.
"First of all, I would like to thank you doctor, without you and the care I received from this hospital I would never have woke up." He said nodding to the two doctors.
"But I spent the last 4 years in an hospital and to be completely honest, iIm starting to suffocate here. So no, I don't want to stay here, nor do I want to go to a clinic."
Seeing people wanting to argue, he continued before they could interrupt him.
"Grandpa, you said that you had a fitness room in your home in the Hampton, right?"
"Yes, I have but it's not adapted for you condition." He said in a stern voice.
"I know but we could rent the missing equipment and hire a specialist to help me for the three months needed. Like that, I could be away from the hospital with grandma. You and my moms could come visit for the weekend and see me." Said Nathaniel with a crafty smile.
"I like it!" Said his grandmother almost instantly.
"Me too" Said Marry follow by Karine a second later. Only his grandfather was not convinced by the idea.
"Three months?" Almost choked one of the doctors. "Young man, you are looking at 6 to 8 month of rehab and it's not even certain that you could come back into shape in your lifetime!"
"I can!" Said Nathaniel, locking eyes with his grandfather, he added with a beautiful smile. "I'm a Lyndon. If anyone can do it, it will be me."
To the surprise of everyone in the room his grandfather exploded into a raucous laughter. If people who worked with him could see him at this moment, they would never believe their eyes.
"Ok I'm in grandson, show me what you got. I'm going to make some phone calls now. Prepare to move out tomorrow." Said his grandpa, turning to the door and exiting the room.
"Excellent closing argument sweetie." Praised Karine.
"I learned from the best" He said with a proud smile.
He got a kiss on the cheek for that one.
