“Are you feeling okay? Any
pain?”
Trevor assessed how he
felt. In truth nothing hurt, which surprised him. “No, I’m fine,
thanks. Will I be allowed to go home tonight?”
The nurse looked up at the
clock. “That’ll be for Mr Barraclough to decide, but because you
were last on the list and it’s getting late, he’ll probably want
you to stay in overnight, just in case.”
Trevor hated theJust in casepart. It could cover an endless number of scenarios, none
of them very pleasant. He was about to ask how the operation had
gone, what exactly they’d taken away, but part of him didn’t really
want to know, the other part knew the nurse wouldn’t tell him,
saying the consultant would answer all his questions in the
morning.
Sure enough her next words
were, “Mr Barraclough will see you on his rounds tomorrow, he’ll be
able to answer all your questions then. Try not to
worry.”
Had his face showed how
worried he was? Trevor smiled and closed his eyes.