1. I Remember


    Date: 6/5/2016, Categories: Love Stories, Author: ChuckEPoo, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    depository. Our speed and close proximity to the target deemed we fly through the debris field of exploding munitions. I cranked up the collective to gain altitude, but a shock wave hit us hard, pitching the helicopter violently, and creating a fearful loss of control that no pilot ever wants to experience. “Shit!” Pete shouted as our wind-screens turned red from the pulverized exploding bodies as we passed through the carnage of the blast field. I turned on the wipers to clear our visibility as we knifed through the smoke and flame. Suddenly, I was getting a full panel of warning lights and screaming buzzers. Turbine, rotor were all compromised. Our intake had sucked up too much debris. “Can't hold it, we're going down!" I screamed. The yoke lurched violently and the ground approached quickly. Paralyzing fear gripped my guts as it all turned to black. -oOo- “Lieutenant Gray… Lieutenant Gray, wake up, you're having a nightmare,” a woman's voice echoed through the haze as my eyes cleared. “Wha… Where am I?” I asked in confusion. “You're in the hospital, Lieutenant. I'm Lieutenant Halley, your nurse. You were injured in a crash. Can you remember anything?” I peered through the ragged edges of the bandages at an attractive woman with gorgeous eyes, dressed in white. If this horrendous pain wasn't coursing through my body, I would have thought she was an angel, and I was in heaven. “Lieutenant, do you have any recollection of what happened? Do you know who and where you ...
    are?... Stay with us." After a long pause, and fighting to remain conscious I replied, “I'm First Lieutenant Billy Gray, and… I think... I was in a crash… How's Pete?” “Very good, Lieutenant! The drugs have a tendency to cause memory loss and some confusion. Again, I'm your nurse, Lieutenant Halley. Your doctor will be in shortly. You've been out for three days.” “How's Pete?” “Um, I'm not at liberty to discuss Warrant Officer Casey’s condition. You will have to talk to your doctor about that. If you need pain meds, just push the button.” I immediately pushed the button several times. I felt so tired. The pain was giving way to a relaxed feeling as I drifted off. When I woke again, I was being transferred to a gurney. Even though I was only semi-conscious, I could tell my injuries were substantial. The sheer number of people in the room and beeping monitors suggested I was in a surgical room. Everyone was so busy that no one noticed I was awake. Pain was hitting me all over at once, but my back was the worst. It felt like a spike was driven in it. “He's waking… Doctor, he's waking up.” The voice echoed, like in a hallway. A man in a green surgical mask put his face in mine, and then held a plastic mask on me. “Count back from a hundred," he said. I counted. “One hundred… Ninety… Nine… Ninty...." -oOo- “Wake up, Mr. Gray, it's all over. Do you feel cold? Take deep breaths. Here's some warm blankets. You're in recovery," a pleasant-looking older nurse said as I strained to gain my ...
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