Suzy by Gary L Beer (the best motivational books .txt) 📖

The doctor notices the kink in the plastic tubing and comments saying; 'no air will get through there' but does not suggest anything. Disconnecting Lewis from the water container the doctor moves out of the way.
One of the specialist team holds up a small brown bottle filled with liquid and thick sediment. This was the talcum powder, sterilised of course, the specialist informs his team. Shaking the bottle vigorously the specialist changes places with the doctor and explains his procedure to his team.
Filling a large syringe with the mixture from the bottle the specialist slowly inserts the needle into some of the plastic tubing that remains. The plastic tubing is still attached to the hollow needle that remains in Lewis. The feeling is strange to Lewis as he feels the cool fluid flow into his body. The specialist is soon finished and asks the doctor to cover the wound.

Lewis does not feel good at all; initially the cool fluid entering his body had come as a relief. But now inside him it felt like it was getting hotter and hotter and Lewis starts to moan aloud as the pain was becoming too much!
“Is he all right?” a concerned nurse asks the specialist.
“He will experience some pain; and then it will pass.” he replies as if he is describing something of no importance.
Lewis begins to moan louder and louder as it feels like his chest is on fire, with a red hot poker inserted into his left side.
The specialist team and the doctor hurriedly leave as the moans turn into screams and Lewis screams in pain like he has never screamed before.
A group of concerned nurses gather around his bed trying to calm him, with no effect as by then the pain has become unbearable. Screaming helps ease the pain and Lewis screams as loud as he can.
An elderly nurse appears in the doorway of the ward and hurries over to Lewis and the crowd of nurses. Asking one of the nurses why Lewis is screaming so much the nurse tells her of the talcum powder injection.
“That is the worst kind of pain anyone can endure, have they given him any pain killers?” says the nurse with a worried look on her face.
All the nurses shake their heads and the elderly nurse requests morphine to help him.
By the time they had located the qualified nurse who had the key to the medicine cabinet and loaded the syringe more than ten minutes had passed.
Those ten minutes was the worst ten minutes of Lewis's life, as was the following thirty five minutes. Due to the delay in administrating the morphine it had no effect on Lewis. He continues to scream until the unbearable pain subsides to an acceptable level and to everyone's relief (especially to Lewis) he finally falls silent.

Suzy looks at the time when she hears the phone ringing; it is nine thirty in the morning, who could be calling her this time of day?
Getting out of bed she hurries along the hall and picks up the phone; “Hello?” she asks a little nervously.
“Good to see you are out of bed so early in the morning.” says Lewis's sarcastic voice.
“Why are you up so early; wet the bed?” is her snappy reply.
“Oh very good, please come and get me eleven o'clock would be great.” Lewis pleads.
“They are letting you out? On me way, nice one.” replies Suzy happily.
“Yes, they are going to take the tube out in about an hour, and then I will be ready.” confirms Lewis as he hangs up the phone.

The staff nurse in crisp dark blue uniform approaches Lewis's bed carrying a kidney dish with a syringe and ampoule in it.
“Good morning,” greets Lewis cheerfully; “I am glad you are here.”
“I have got a small injection for you, in the left leg please.” the nurse smiles in return.
Lewis obediently lifts his leg out from the bed cover and lays it on the top of the bed. Having being forced to wear a gown he had no pyjama bottoms to remove.
The nurse fills the syringe with the contents of the ampoule and wiping part of his leg with an antiseptic wipe she looks at him; “Ready?”
“Please do.” laughs Lewis glad that he is finally getting out of here. The injection should reach its maximum effect in about twenty minutes and by then; he will be free.
Not flinching, Lewis happily lets the nurse inject him with the pain killer.

Thirty minutes have passed since the nurse gave him the injection and Lewis's leg is starting to hurt where she had injected him. Getting impatient Lewis gets up and walks over to the nurse's station. A young nurse is sitting behind the desk and Lewis complains bitterly to her about the delay in having the remaining plastic tubing removed.
The nurse seems unaware of Lewis's condition and is not really concerned in helping him. She assures Lewis that the doctor must be on her way and for Lewis to go wait by his bed. Seeing it is useless to pursue the matter Lewis returns to his bed.
Twenty minutes pass and Lewis can take no more, walking over to the nurse's station Lewis sees it is attended by the same nurse; “I am getting fed up of waiting around here for someone who is not coming, I'm going home.” he states firmly as he turns and walks back to his bed.
Having already put on his trousers and trainers Lewis takes the robe off. Several centimetres of the plastic tubing still protrudes from his body and Lewis looks at it closely. Where the tubing enters his chest several stitches had been sewn into his skin to keep it in place.
Frustrated that he cannot remove it himself Lewis puts his shirt and jacket on. Picking up his bag of possession's Lewis walks out of the ward and makes for the hospital's main exit. Hearing running feet behind him as he reaches the lift Lewis presses the down button as he enters, not looking behind him.
Hearing the doors slide shut Lewis turns around and prepares himself for a quick exit. The lift comes to a halt on the ground floor and the doors slide open and Lewis steps quickly out of the lift.
As he reaches the end of the corridor and with the main doors in sight Lewis is prevented from going any further. A nurse, in her mid-fifties and from the ward he was on, stands in his way.
“Where do you think you are going Lewis?”
Lewis is furious with the nurse for barring his way and answers calmly; “I am going home.” he says as he tries to walk past her.
Grabbing hold of his arm she says with real concern; “You cannot, the doctor has not finished with you yet.”
“I have been waiting for nearly an hour, the pain killer injection was a waste of time as my leg is hurting now!” he exclaims in frustration as he tries to free himself. He has no wish to hurt the nurse, for apart from the young one at the desk, the nurses had tried as hard as they could to make him comfortable.
Lewis stares at the nurse as the doctor approaches, annoyed with the pain and mistakes and for her almost putting a hole in the wrong side of his chest he expresses his feelings;
“You.” he screams; “I have been waiting an hour for you.”
“I am here now.” she replies angrily and turns and makes her way to the lift.
“Come on.” says the nurse as she pulls Lewis along behind her as he allows himself to be led back to the ward.

Sitting on the bed Lewis angrily watches the doctor prepare needle and thread and organise her tray of medical equipment. With his top removed he feels vulnerable and looks down at the floor.
“Right lift your arm up.” the doctor orders.
Lewis obediently lifts his left arm up so she can remove the tube. Expecting a lot of pain he is surprised as after the snipping of the scissors cutting the stitches he experiences little. Slowly removing the long tube Lewis is amazed at just how much is inside him as it looks to be fifty centimetres long.
A relieved smile covers his face as the doctor stitches him back up and unwraps a large plaster. Placing it over the wound she gives it a little slap to firm it; “There you go.” she says with little emotion.
Nodding his head Lewis replies with a very cold 'Thank you.' and puts his shirt on as the doctor picks up the tray and walks away. Putting his jacket on Lewis wastes no time in getting out of there.
As he steps out of the hospital he sees Suzy staring anxiously about as she has parked in a twenty minute time zone. Seeing Lewis walking towards her she lets out a 'Whoop' and runs towards him.
“Lewis, good to see you out of there at last.” she says as she runs up to him and kisses him on the cheek.
“Glad to be out; and good to see you too, please take me home?” he asks wearily.
“Right away.” laughs Suzy.


Chapter Fourteen

“What are we going to do now?” asks Suzy as she hands Lewis a mug of coffee.
“Thanks” he says as he takes the mug from her hand; “I cannot do a lot for about a week, but it does not matter really we have done the important part.”
“By setting my bungalow alight and destroying the evidence?” asks Suzy in a humorous condescending voice.
“When they find Doug, which they will, I expect they will take you down to the police station and question you for hours, if not days. Are you ready for that?”
Suzy nods her head as her face pales at the thought and looks down at the floor. Looking up after a few seconds she looks Lewis in the eye; “Yes, I am ready.” she answers quietly.
“That will be the hardest bit as they will try to break you, but once that is over you will be free.”
“I look forward to that moment, I have hated every second of this; and all I did was defend myself.” she says with anger in her voice and returns to staring at the floor.
“We have destroyed all evidence of violence in your place, there will be no way they will connect you with what will be reported as a 'Grisly murder' when they find his dismembered body. You will be put under a lot of pressure; and make sure you have a solicitor with you.”
“A solicitor, I