❝ I'M NOT LEAVING YOUR SIDE UNLESS YOU ASK ME TO. ❞ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
﹙ JUNE 11TH, 2016﹚
IT TOOK A FEW DAYS FOR HOTCH TO CONVINCE CARA THAT WHAT SHE WAS SEEING AND HEARING WAS REAL. And by a few days, that really translated to two weeks and two days. Sixteen full days in recovery. Add that to the three weeks she was unconscious, Cara Valentine had officially been free from the Red Scorpions' grasp for over a month.
One month of relief, but one month of shock, anticipation, and worry. For the team, at least.
For Cara? It had been one month of lost time, paranoia, and fear. Never was there a dull moment that wasn't basked in anxiety and pain.
Medically, over the last sixteen days, progress with Cara's physical state of being improved. The excision results had proven to be great. Most, if not all, feeling, movement, and mobility had returned to her hands. Of course, that meant she still felt some discomfort and shots of pain, but that would dull over time. Additionally, all the casts on her fingers had been taken off for they'd fully healed. Another rib had mended itself— only four more were still broken, but they were doing okay.
Also, the transverse fracture was being adequately treated. She was on medication for the pain and a thoracolumbosacral orthosis, otherwise known as a splint, would be fitted around her lower back and up to her neck, keeping her secure, tomorrow. Its primary function would be to limit motion in the thoracic, lumbar, and sacral regions of the spine. So, to limit motion in her back, not her neck. It had to stay on for the next ten to twelve weeks, something Cara had no issue with when Dr. Inaya told her yesterday. Considering her physical state, which she'd come around to understanding and acknowledging, Cara knew she'd be living in the hospital for quite some time.
