My first very short story
The Ordeal!
Swinging between twilight sleep and periods of nap, Samy, in his brief moments of clarity, realised that he was bedridden with plaster casts around both legs, a thick dressing on his belly and many lines branched to his chest, neck and right forearm. Although the effect of sedation was strong, he pondered about what had gone wrong. Unwinding the reel, he remembered the anaesthetist's mask approaching his face and then unrecalled any more till this moment of fogginess.
As he gradually grew more alert, he began to unreverse the sequence of painful events that he had gone through. Unabating was his ability to draw in details, the events that occurred around him, but in his current messy state he couldn't be definite. He began to recollect the accident that brought him here. Was it the truck that had unstabled his sedan car pushing it to flip like a coin or was it his lack of attention following a dispute where he had quarrelled with his wife on her jealousy as usual. He was late to meet the clients at his office but one of these was a nagging old customer unabling him to concentrate with the others. If he would have left, one hour earlier, he may have avoided all this ordeal. Unbelieving in his workaholic state often reproached by his confidants, he dashed that day to his office, unfinishing the sumptuous lunch that he had been invited to.
Fully awake now, feeling blessed to be alive, he watched the door opening to usher the arrival of a noisily talking doctor and a smiling nurse coming to examine him on the morning round.
Written by Mohyee- in 276 words
N.B. (The retrograde fashion and the un-verbs are intentional)
