Stiff Awakening

I opened my eyes to a white roof that was covered in the same golden hexagon pattern as I had seen on the robes of the people that had gathered me up. I was in the air, and I was lying down, but not on anything.

My body was weightless, and I was floating in the air, but I couldn't move. Not that I wanted to, I was still hurting, and small tubes were coming out of me.

"How are you feeling?" I heard Miasma's familiar voice from my other side. 

I hadn't noticed her there, and I slowly willed my body to roll, and it did, surprisingly. What was even more surprising was finding all four of my wives standing very quietly red, puffy, and filled with tears.

"My nose only hurts a little; how is everyone else and the ship?" I asked, able to speak mostly fine if a bit strained.