Day 232: The Realization

Dave sat in a stiff hospital chair with his head buried in his hands.  The monitors in the room beeped loudly, keeping track of Simon’s heartbeat.  The young chipmunk had been in the hospital for over twenty-four hours now.  Simon had been unconscious throughout the hospital ride and the surgery.  Dr. Hall said he wouldn’t know if the surgery had been successful unless Simon woke up.  There was nothing left to do but wait.  Dave had arranged for Alvin and Theodore to stay with Miss Miller and Chipettes until Simon was out of the hospital.  Dave intended on staying next to his son through the whole ordeal.  Everyone was beside themselves with worry.

A gentle rap at the door raised Dave’s head.  Miss Miller was standing there with five chipmunks crowded around her dress hem.

“They insisted on seeing Simon one more time today,” she feebly explained.  “The nurse outside gave us an exception, since they were so small.  I hope you don’t mind.”

Dave shook his head.  “There’s been no change.”

Theodore walked over to the bed and solemnly held Simon’s hand. 

“We brought him his spare glasses, you know, for when he wakes up.”  Alvin placed them on Simon’s face and stood behind his brother, looking past Theodore’s head.

“I brought some flowers.”  Jeanette held up a small bouquet.  “Maybe the smell will make him wake up.”

Dave nodded.   “Thanks.”

The other two girls stayed close to Miss Miller.

“How long to do you think he’ll be like this?” Eleanor bravely asked.

“I’m not sure.”

“He looks almost angelic, sleeping like that, Jeanette commented.  “I hope he’s not in pain.”

After lingering silence for a couple minutes, the group held their breaths when they saw Simon stir.  His hand wiggled, then his head, and he slowly opened his eyes.

“Alvin, Theodore?  Dave, where am I?”

“You’re awake!” Theodore cried gleefully.

“You’re in the hospital,” Dave explained gently.

Alvin added, “There was an explosion in your lab.”

“But you’re gonna be just fine now,” Theodore beamed.

“Then why can’t I move my legs?” Simon asked silently, his eyes full of terror.