twenty-one stitches in all,” She explained to Adam. “How ironic,” Adam said as he noticed the pain in his knee again. The curtain moved as a doctor came in and approached him. “I’m Dr. Perry,” he said as he shook Adam’s hand. “It looks like you damaged your medial collateral ligament in your right knee. Many of these injuries require no treatment other than rest and possibly physical therapy, but some injuries require surgery.” “Surgery?” Adam looked shocked. “Will I be able to play hockey?” “Have you ever had an injury like this before?” The doctor shifted his weight as he wrote on his clipboard. “No, this is the first time,” answered Adam. “That’s good news. You more than likely will be able to play again. But if you should have a recurring injury you may have to quit.” Dr. Perry continued, “Although before we can reach a final decision I’m going to have some x-rays taken to see the extent of the damage.” “What can you do for him now Dr. Perry?” Amy showed concern in her eyes. “He still seems to be in a lot of pain.” “I have prescribed him a painkiller and also a muscle relaxant. I advise that he stay off of the injury at this point.” The doctor looked at her with compassion. “I have him scheduled for an x-ray now. It will establish an accurate diagnosis of the extent of the damage. We will have a room ready for him soon, so get plenty of bed rest.” Dr. Perry placed the clipboard on the back of his bed then left the room. “What am I going to do if this has wrecked my chances to play pro-hockey?” Adam searched Amy eyes for an answer. “First of all we are not going to worry about something that hasn’t even happened yet.” Amy comforted him as she squeezed his hand. “The only thing I can promise you is that we will get through this one way or another.” We….he liked the sound of that . Adam picked up her hand and kissed it. A short stout nurse came in and wheeled Adam out to get his x-ray. As Adam left the room he looked at Amy. “Could you give my mom and dad a call to let them know what happened?” Before he even heard her reply he disappeared down the hallway.
*** Amy headed downstairs to locate a pay phone. She noticed there was one in the gift shop. She deposited two quarters and dialed Adam’s folks’ home phone number. She watched as people hurried in and out of the gift shop with their purchases of flowers and cards. The telephone rang at least a half a dozen times. “Hello?” His father’s voice could be heard on the other end. “Hi, Mr. LaPointe. This is Amy,” she said remaining calm. “Adam asked me to call you. He has injured his knee and he is at the hospital.” “What hospital are you at?” Mr. LaPointe asked as he tried to relay to his wife what had happened. “Bad Axe General.” Amy rubbed her forehead with her hand as she felt the tension of a headache. “He had to go down to the lab for x-rays.” “Okay Amy.” Mr. LaPointe paused as Amy heard Mrs. LaPointe in the background. “Is there anything we should bring?” His father relayed the message. “Not that I can think of at the moment.” Amy replied truthfully. “He’d just be comforted to know you are here.” Amy hung up the phone and collected her change from the slot. She turned around and spotted a stuffed lion that held a heart between his paws. Upon the heart read the words “I love you and I’m not lion.” She smiled as she picked it up along with a Sports Illustrated magazine and walked to the cash register. She looked up to pay the cashier and noticed it was the waitress from Denny’s. “Hi Crystal,” Amy smiled as she handed her the money. She took her change and gift bag then proceeded back to the emergency room. She sat waiting for Adam to return as she thumbed through the