Chapter 5 - Paramedics Rush Down To Tend My Broken Hip
With Vanessa removed from the basement, the sharp echoes of her screaming gave way to the steady hum of medical gear.
Two emergency medical technicians rushed down the steps carrying a heavy titanium backboard and a trauma medical kit.
“Careful with her left side, officers. She took a severe tumble down these concrete stairs,” Detective Ortiz directed them.
Paramedic Dave knelt beside me, his practiced hands gently palpating my swollen hip and my awkward left arm.
“Mrs. Mercer, you’ve got a clean fracture on the femoral neck and some heavy bruising. We need to move you now,” Dave said.
I nodded weakly, letting the genuine pain wash over me as they secured my body onto the rigid stretcher board.
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The theatrical blood pouch beneath my blouse leaked a bit of real sweat and artificial dye onto the sterile sheet.
They hoisted the stretcher carefully, carrying me up the very steps where my daughter had tried to steal my entire legacy.
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