"Ardath Mayhar - The Little Finger on the Left Hand" - читать интересную книгу автора (Mayhar Ardath) The Little Finger On The Left Hand
by Ardath Mayhar **** It wasnтАЩt the pain. That was control-lable, even without the medication they insisted on shooting into me every time I opened my mouth. I mean, it isnтАЩt as though IтАЩd been some sort of marsh-mallow. In the house wrecking busi-ness, you get your share of knocks and cuts, even when youтАЩre careful. No, it wasnтАЩt exactly the pain. Maybe part was the inactivity. For a man who has spent his entire life on his feet, when he wasnтАЩt actually asleep or making love, this lying flat on my back and staring at the antisep-tic white ceiling was making me crazy. For the first time in my life, I was grate-ful to my Dad for making me graduate from college. Bits and pieces came back to me . . . oddball scraps of literature, formulas, bits of history. It helped to make the time pass, though not much. Still, it wasnтАЩt just the boredom that was getting to me. It was that damned little finger on my left hand. The one that isnтАЩt there any more. With all the broken bones and con-tusions and whatnot that I got when that cut-stone wall fell on me, youтАЩd think the loss of that finger wouldnтАЩt even be noticeable. I mean, it isnтАЩt as if you use the thing much. And right now I canтАЩt use anything, being strung up like a wounded mummy. But that was the bit that was Dr. Yoshida came in, the first day I was out from under sedation enough to tell him what was bothering me. тАЬYour nerves are still there, in the stump, Mr. Carstairs,тАЭ he said. тАЬThey send signals to the brain, even though they no longer lead to the finger. After such a trauma, they are sending scram-bled signals, I suspect. That is why you have that gnawing sensation and the sudden sharp pains. тАЬAfter a time, they will heal at the severed ends, and the worst will be past. Though I must admit that I have had patients who had terrible itches in missing limbs for years after losing them. However, right now you can call for sedation, when it gets too painful. You need that for rest, too, I am sure. By the time you are able to move about a bit, the worst will be over.тАЭ It made some sense. I believed him. But IтАЩm not one who likes to be doped up, no matter what. I just lay there and felt sharp teeth gnawing away at that finger until I was ready to scream. If it hadnтАЩt been for Lola, IтАЩd have gone off my gourd. She comes in every day for as long as theyтАЩll let her stay. I keep reminding her that if sheтАЩd said yes when I asked her to marry me she might stay as long as she liked. She grins at that, because she didnтАЩt exactly say no. She said in four months, when she has her degree and time for a husband and a new job, both at once. |
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