SCOTT

My four friends had left when I got back to the waiting room. Marcia, Sam and Zoe remaining. Before Lisa was ready to go, Julia had been wheeled away for more tests. They were still using a gurney for her, which made me nervous. Hopefully, it was more a precaution than a necessity. When she told me Lisa was ready to go, she'd already helped her dress. She told me they'd just given her another Vicodin, but told me to get the prescription filled as her ribs would be very painful for several days. She also gave me a couple pages of instructions, and several more cotton things for...