Chapter 3

Ryan smiled. Mr. Thompson narrowed his eyes. He opened his mouth and ran his tongue over his lips. He made a soft moaning sound. Ryan made note of all this.

Ryan turned and picked up a cup and poured water from the pitcher on the bed table. He placed a straw in the water and held the cup to the man’s lips. He took a sip and swallowed.

Very good, Ryan thought. He has some basic reflexive function.

“Mr. Thompson, I’m Ryan, I’m a speech therapist. Do you know where you are?

The patient opened his mouth. Ryan watched to see if there was tongue movement as he tried to form a response. Mr. Thompson gave up and breathed through his nose and closed his eyes. Ryan placed his hand on his shoulder, again.

“That’s fine. It will get better. ow, try to shake your head or nod while I ask you some questions.”

Mr. Thompson blinked.

Ryan asked again if he knew where he was. This time Mr. Thompson shook his head slightly.