Jordan woke up in total darkness, covered by a heavy blanket, and dripping in sweat. The strange sensations caused by the monitors clinging to her body did not register as ‘friendly’. The thick plastic (and now squishy) diaper between her legs was also foreign. She began to panic.
WHERE AM I? WHAT’S HAPPENING TO ME? The pre-teen girl thought terrified.
“MOMMA!?! MOOMMA!!!” She began screaming as she started to pull on the wires attached to her head and thrash around in bed.
A strangely familiar female voice with an Indian accent came from the ceiling, “Calm down Jordan, you’re in the hospital remember? You had a sleep study last night. It’s still early but the study is over. Please take a breath and lie still.”
