Tap Out (Reaper's Den Book One) - Nikki Mays Page 0,13

would occur is if you weren’t to follow all post op instructions. Otherwise, you are a great candidate for this procedure.”

I nod my head slowly. “Okay, what type of recovery am I looking at?”

“Unfortunately this type of injury isn’t quick healing.”

“Of course it isn’t.” I mutter.

“Forearm bones typically take three to six months to fully heal. Depending on the stability, you may need a cast or brace two to six weeks after surgery. However, motion exercises for the forearm, wrist, and elbow will begin shortly after the procedure. Early motion is important to prevent stiffness. You’ll also need physical and occupational therapy, depending on how long your arm needs to be immobilized.”

“Okay, sounds good.” I agree. I mean, what else can I really say.

“Wonderful. We’ll have you brought up to a room on the Ortho floor shortly. We’ll have you stay here with us that way we can manage your pain while keeping a close eye on your arm. I’m going to schedule you for surgery within four or five days. Any questions?” He looks directly at the girls when he says his last words. All three shake their heads no. Yeah, this man definitely has daughters.

“No, thank you doctor.”

Dr. Klause taps the end of my bed. “I will be around to check on you tomorrow. Just take it easy and try to relax.” He says before walking out with the ER doctor trailing him.

I look around at everyone standing here and am taken aback when I see the smile on Brad’s face. He looks like the cat that ate the cream. I raise an eyebrow and give him a questioning look. “Why the hell do you look so damn happy. I was just told that I had to have surgery and that I’m looking at a long ass recovery.” I mean damn. When he was all laid up, I sure as hell wasn’t happy about it.

“Dad is right. You look kinda gleeful.” Missy states before Paige goes. “That’s pretty messed up Brad.”

Brad raises his hands. “I can assure you, that I am not happy that you’re hurt. Really, I would not wish this on anyone. Trust me, I know how much injuries like this suck.” His face clouds over, probably remembering his own recovery. I can tell that we all wish that we hadn’t said anything. But just as quickly as his frown appears, it disappears and his creepy smile is back. “But I can guarantee that you’ll be in good hands.”

“The doctor is good?” Sage asks.

“Huh?” Brad gives her a confused look before waving her off. “Oh, yeah he’s fine. I meant up on the Ortho floor.”

“How would you know? I thought that you deliver babies now?” Becca questions, eyeing him suspiciously.

He nods his head with a big smile on his face. “That I do terrifying one, that I do. It’s nice to see innocence come into this world before it transforms into evil.”

“I feel like that was a dig at us.” Missy mutters.

Brad grabs his chest dramatically. “Would I ever do something like that?” He looks around at all of our blank stares and rolls his eyes. “Anyway, as I was saying, I happen to know that there are some amazing nurses up on Ortho. One in particular that I’m sure will take very good care of you.”

“Ewww, please tell me that you are not going to have my dad end up with some hoochie nurse.” Becca frowns.

I can feel my heart rate pick up. There’s no way.

“I am a million percent sure that this nurse is in no way, shape, or form a hoochie. Trust me, she’s as far from that as you can get.” Brad sniffs.

“Wait!” Paige gasps and looks around the room with a cautious smile. “Didn’t Stacey transfer to the Orthopedic floor a few months ago?”

Brad taps his index finger against his lip. “Hmmm, she did…didn’t she?” He gives me a sly look. “I guess that you’ll be very well taken care of.”

“Unless she decides to screw up my meds and kill me.” I grumble.

“Couldn’t blame her.” The twin terrors say.

Sage and Paige just shrug and nod their heads in agreement. “The love and support that I get from the four of you is amazing.” I infuse as much sarcasm into my tone as possible.

“We do support you.” Sage says, giving me the stink eye. “Unless it’s your fault that you’re in the mess in the first place.”

“Anyway, I should be getting back to work. I need to get back to my patients