so small, if he’s like this now, how’s he going to react to the news that Jake's here!?
“OK, OK but really I am fine, you’re overreacting, but if you insist on coming back so soon, I’m not going to stop you. I’ve missed you” I mumble the last bit, still not sure if I should really be baring my heart and soul to this man.
“I’ve missed you too” he says with decidedly more assurance than me, “and if I am overreacting it’s just because I’m looking for any excuse to get out of here and back to you!”
“Well in that case, overreact all you want!” I say giggling like a teenager in love.
“I’ve got to go now sweet, but I will pick you up at 18.00 tomorrow, alright?”
“OK” I say the disappointment clear in my voice.
“Get lots of rest, and do what the doctor told you” he gives one last instruction.
“Yeah I will” I promise, “bye you.”
“Bye sweet”
Blair comes in as soon as I put the phone down, itching to discuss our call, which I’m sure by her prompt appearance that she must have already heard all of.
I catch her up anyway; it’s still about forty minutes till I’m due my next tablets, so it’s nice to have a distraction from the pain in the mean time.
I ask if she wants to hear about my earlier trauma, to which she nods enthusiastically, but suggests ordering a pizza on room service first. It’s not until she mentions it that I realise I’m famished, I think all I’ve eaten today is an apple, it’s just been so hectic I haven’t even thought about food.
She shouts through to John who is more than happy to partake, so she orders two 18 inchers, piling on every extra topping they offer.
They arrive promptly twenty minutes later, the mouth watering smell filling the room as soon as the door is opened. John pops in taking his fair share of them before retreating back into their room, ‘leaving us gals to chatter’.
I down another couple of tablets and get stuck in, giving Blair the run down of the Jake fiasco between mouthfuls.
By the end of the first Pizza she is flabbergasted, desperate to know what I plan to do. All I can do is shrug, I’ve got nothing, no plan of action, no idea what the protocol is for such situations. “I can only hope that he has left and gone home, so I don’t have to deal with it!?” is all I have to offer her.
“Jeeeeesus” she exhales as she lies back on my futon, stuffed to the brim with melted cheese and dough.
“Yeah” I agree with her sentiment, as I sink down beside her.
We lay like this in comfortable silence until my eye lids get heavy and a yawn erupts from my lips, immediately being caught and replicated by Blair.
“Think it’s time we both got our beauty sleep” she says, easing herself up sleepily and exiting to her room, “night” I sigh before dissolving into more welcome dreams, of Carlos as a night in shining armour, just for me.
After a ridiculously long lie in I wake feeling better, I still have the headache but it’s not as severe, the individual bruises still smart a bit on contact with anything, but the generalised aching and stiffness is easing nicely.
Still, Blair and John insist I do not raise one finger today, instead ferrying me around in a wheelchair they got from reception; Blair shouting orders to John every five minutes to fetch us drinks, or food, or magazines, or anything we could possibly want for.
After lunch, Blair and I head to the Spa, she insists that a swim and a steam are just what I need to banish and residual muscle pain; I’m skeptical after my first experience, being leered at is anything but relaxing, but when we arrive I find Blair has booked out the whole pool area for an hour.
I had no idea you could even do that, but I’ve learned by now that when it comes to spending money, there is no point disagreeing with Blair, so instead we slip into the pool and float about enjoying the quiet space she has created.
We stay like this, moving occasionally from Sauna to Steam room, then back to pool, our limbs increasingly becoming heavy under the relaxing influence of each room, until our hour is up.
Once we are showered and changed back into our clothes I offer to walk back, knowing that Blair must feel as