Friday, February 12, 2010
Fixing A Problem
To my readers: I did not post page 3 yet because I am having a problem. I am wanting to fix it so that the blog shows up with page one first, page two next, page three next, etc... Right now it shows page 3 first. That has to be pretty hard to keep up with. I will do my best to fix this problem. I am going to spend tomorrow with it until I figure out how to fix it. I have one question for my readers, IF I find out this is the way it has to stay (last page first ) I can do one of two things. 1. Find a different blogger where I can lay it out page by page. or 2. Go back and just keep editing page 1 and adding to it every night. Please tell me which you would prefer that I do. Please leave a comment on your choice. The whole reason I am writing this is for my readers so I want to do what you want me to do. Thank-you so much for being patient with me. And a HUGE thank you for any comments you leave.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
I Have Two Faces pg. 2
"Yeah Well I am no longer unconscious so take these damn things off."
"Ok, ma'am we will remove them but you must remain calm or they will have to go back on." The nurse explained.
"Ok ok I am calm."
The nurse helped the doctor remove them. Then the woman put her hands up to her face. "Gauze, why is there so much gauze? The only place that isn't covered in gauze are my eyes, nostrils and lips. How bad was I hit?"She cried.
"Ma'am" the doctor started to say, however, he was once again interrupted.
"Please stop calling me ma'am. Don't you have my name in your records?" she asked.
"I'm sorry you had nothing on you to show us who you are." the doctor explained. "I also need to tell you that the accident left your face pretty much bone and tissue. I had to do some plastic surgery. In fact, there will have to be a few more done as well."
"Ok so what you are telling me is that some trucker ran me over so badly he rearranged my face? And I can't remember who I am or anything about myself? That makes me a Jane Doe, a faceless Jane Doe. Right? Was I wearing a wedding ring? There must be people looking for me, right?" She started to cry.
"Yes all of this makes you a Jane Doe. No there was no wedding ring, no purse, nothing in your pockets. I'm sorry. But I am sure there are people looking for you." The doctor told her trying to make her feel a little better. However, the fact is, nobody called and asked about her. He continued to speak "Once you have healed from all of the surgeries we will post your picture on the local news." He finished.
I thought you said the accident messed up my face. Obviously you couldn't put it back to its "normal" state since you don't know what I "normally" looked like. How are people supposed to recognize me? I can't do this." she said as the tears kept rolling down her cheeks.
"Jane, all we can do is try to get you safely back to your family. And hopefully in time you will start to remember things."
"Ok, ma'am we will remove them but you must remain calm or they will have to go back on." The nurse explained.
"Ok ok I am calm."
The nurse helped the doctor remove them. Then the woman put her hands up to her face. "Gauze, why is there so much gauze? The only place that isn't covered in gauze are my eyes, nostrils and lips. How bad was I hit?"She cried.
"Ma'am" the doctor started to say, however, he was once again interrupted.
"Please stop calling me ma'am. Don't you have my name in your records?" she asked.
"I'm sorry you had nothing on you to show us who you are." the doctor explained. "I also need to tell you that the accident left your face pretty much bone and tissue. I had to do some plastic surgery. In fact, there will have to be a few more done as well."
"Ok so what you are telling me is that some trucker ran me over so badly he rearranged my face? And I can't remember who I am or anything about myself? That makes me a Jane Doe, a faceless Jane Doe. Right? Was I wearing a wedding ring? There must be people looking for me, right?" She started to cry.
"Yes all of this makes you a Jane Doe. No there was no wedding ring, no purse, nothing in your pockets. I'm sorry. But I am sure there are people looking for you." The doctor told her trying to make her feel a little better. However, the fact is, nobody called and asked about her. He continued to speak "Once you have healed from all of the surgeries we will post your picture on the local news." He finished.
I thought you said the accident messed up my face. Obviously you couldn't put it back to its "normal" state since you don't know what I "normally" looked like. How are people supposed to recognize me? I can't do this." she said as the tears kept rolling down her cheeks.
"Jane, all we can do is try to get you safely back to your family. And hopefully in time you will start to remember things."
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
I Have Two Faces Page 1
I Have Two Faces...............written by: Dani Neuenschwander
As the nurse stood by her bedside changing the IV bag she heard a faint and frightened voice; "Umm excuse ma'am what happened to me? Where am I?"
The nurse turned to her and gently took the woman's hand. "Sweetie, you are in the hospital. You were in a horrible accident. Let me go get the doctor. I'll be right back."
The woman could tell she was bandaged from head to toe. At least that is what it felt like. She wanted to lift up her left arm so she could feel the bandages on her face. However, she couldn't because her wrists were in restraints.
The doctor walked in along with the nurse.
"Well hello young lady. How are you feeling?" He asked
"Hi, I feel like I was hit by a mac truck." She replied.
"Yes, you were hit by an eighteen wheeler. Do you remember that?"
"No." She answered
"Do you know where you are?"
"The nurse told me that I am in a hospital."
"Do you know what your name is? Do you know what city you are in?" The doctor questioned.
The woman just stared out the window. She was deep in thought.
"Ma'am do you " the doctor started to ask again. However he was interrupted.
"No!" she said as she started to panic. "No, I don't know my name. No I don't know what city I am in. No, I don't remember getting hit by a truck. What in the hell are these restraints for?" She started to pull her arms up trying to break free of the restraints."Get them off!" she screamed. "Get them off me! Damn it, get em off!"
"Ma'am the reason the restraints are there is because we didn't want you to pull at any of the tubes or IV while you were unconscious. It was for your safety." The doctor explained.
As the nurse stood by her bedside changing the IV bag she heard a faint and frightened voice; "Umm excuse ma'am what happened to me? Where am I?"
The nurse turned to her and gently took the woman's hand. "Sweetie, you are in the hospital. You were in a horrible accident. Let me go get the doctor. I'll be right back."
The woman could tell she was bandaged from head to toe. At least that is what it felt like. She wanted to lift up her left arm so she could feel the bandages on her face. However, she couldn't because her wrists were in restraints.
The doctor walked in along with the nurse.
"Well hello young lady. How are you feeling?" He asked
"Hi, I feel like I was hit by a mac truck." She replied.
"Yes, you were hit by an eighteen wheeler. Do you remember that?"
"No." She answered
"Do you know where you are?"
"The nurse told me that I am in a hospital."
"Do you know what your name is? Do you know what city you are in?" The doctor questioned.
The woman just stared out the window. She was deep in thought.
"Ma'am do you " the doctor started to ask again. However he was interrupted.
"No!" she said as she started to panic. "No, I don't know my name. No I don't know what city I am in. No, I don't remember getting hit by a truck. What in the hell are these restraints for?" She started to pull her arms up trying to break free of the restraints."Get them off!" she screamed. "Get them off me! Damn it, get em off!"
"Ma'am the reason the restraints are there is because we didn't want you to pull at any of the tubes or IV while you were unconscious. It was for your safety." The doctor explained.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
It's all new to me
Where do I start? I know nothing about "blogging". It's a word I looked up on the Internet and to my surprise I find out it's all about writing. I have been trying to write a book for a long time now. However, fear has stopped me. You know, the fear of the outcome. What if people hate what I write? What if I spent all this time writing and find out not one person wants to buy my book? What if the fact that I am terrible at punctuation will make writing my book impossible? What if......? So I decided to blog my book. Is that how you say it?
You will have to excuse me, however, I do not know the first thing about blogging. Like for instance, what is the label box for at the bottom? Nor, do I know the first thing about writing a book. But if I don't try this it will bother me for a long time. You know, back to the "what ifs".
I will try to write a new page of the book each day. I can't promise I won't miss a day here and there, however, I will try my hardest not to.
I don't know if I am suppose to start by telling you about myself or not. So for now I will just write the book. If I find that there are people that are interested in what I am about then I will share.
Please feel free to leave me feedback. Because that is what I am going to base my decision on. What decision you ask? Do I become a real author and start writing books or do I stick to collecting notebooks of all my ideas for books and movies?
Now comes the hard decision...which book should I write first? Hold on a sec, I will flip a coin. Ok the first book I am writing is my book titled "I Have Two Faces". Wish me luck.....
You will have to excuse me, however, I do not know the first thing about blogging. Like for instance, what is the label box for at the bottom? Nor, do I know the first thing about writing a book. But if I don't try this it will bother me for a long time. You know, back to the "what ifs".
I will try to write a new page of the book each day. I can't promise I won't miss a day here and there, however, I will try my hardest not to.
I don't know if I am suppose to start by telling you about myself or not. So for now I will just write the book. If I find that there are people that are interested in what I am about then I will share.
Please feel free to leave me feedback. Because that is what I am going to base my decision on. What decision you ask? Do I become a real author and start writing books or do I stick to collecting notebooks of all my ideas for books and movies?
Now comes the hard decision...which book should I write first? Hold on a sec, I will flip a coin. Ok the first book I am writing is my book titled "I Have Two Faces". Wish me luck.....
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