6 Eleven Days of Recovery Part 1
Days 1 through 3
Callista's POV:
True to my word, when it is time for my brother to go to bed, I told little parts of what happened with dad and I were on missions. But I left out the gory scenes, so he doesn't get nightmares and run to my room for me to help him get rid of the nightmares. There is a few times where I got him to fall asleep while telling the stories but when I stop talking and slowly start to move from underneath him, he would wake back up, then I would have to continue the process until he is fully asleep and then head to my room to go to sleep. I think I forgot to change into my pj's that night.
The next night that one I will never be able to forget, John is already asleep. I was starting to get a little sore but mostly tired that I shift John to have his head on my chest and I shift around to get comfortable. After getting comfortable I then place the blankets over us and fell asleep.
In the morning, when it is time for mom to wake us up. She came into my room first, but she notices that I wasn't in my bed. She then closed my door quietly as to not wake up John, went back into her room and told dad that I wasn't in my room and that my bed was still made as if I never was in bed last night.
So both agree that they will search the whole second level of the house, (for it is the living quarters for my family), but when they start to search, dad went to John's room first. He had a gut feeling I stayed in John's room last night from either being too sore or too tired to walk to my room. Dad softly calls out to mom to come to John's room for he has found me. Mom quietly speed walks to John's room and looks inside with dad. They both have a loving smile on their faces, mom thought that this is a rare moment to not forget and grabs her phone from her pocket. She grabs it and takes a picture of me with John on top of me.
I am already awake when dad opens the door, but I left my eyes closed. I hear a click sound, moving my head to the sound and open my eyes to see mom with a phone in her hand. I then look down at my little brother and notice he still had his thumb in his mouth, along with his head on the middle of my chest.
I smile at him and move my right hand to his back and left hand to his head. I didn't wake him up, good, I start to slowly move my body up. That still didn't wake him up which made my smile widen even more. I look back at mom and dad and notice that their smiles are as wide as mine. I move my right hand from my brother's back to move the blankets off the both of us. I give a signal to dad that I have it covered and both he and mom can leave this to me. He nods, grabs mom's hand and quietly walks out of the room.
Once they have left the room. I didn't want to wake up my little brother, so I shift him so his head is on my shoulder (for the left arm is starting to get a little stronger than my right, for now). I grab his bed sheet and tear them off his bed. Then I place him on my back and wrap the sheets around me so he doesn't fall off my back while I walk around.
One I finish this little project. I check if he is still asleep or if he is starting to wake up. But he just shifts a little to get comfier and place his head back on my left shoulder. I chuckle quietly then start to head out of his room and into the hallway leading to the stairs. Mom and dad are either still in their room or already downstairs. So I head down the stairs and when I stepped on the final step, was when I start to head to the kitchen.
When the both of us get into the kitchen, I notice only dad is in the kitchen. I quietly tell him, "Morning dad, how did you sleep? Also what do you think of my new look with John on my back?"
Dad looks at my back, his eyes widen a little, "I slept well and that is new. How did you learn to do this." He asks in a surprised voice but with a hint of pride in it.
"I learned this trick while on a mission with Grandpa Snake about two years ago. We were at a tribe where the women did this with their little ones, just to make sure they don't get hurt while they are out of the house or even in the house. I kindly asked one of the women, if she could teach me this and told her that I had a friend with a little one." I said with pride to him, while mom came into the kitchen.
"Well you better teach me that when it is time for John to have his nap time and I have to do things around the house. Also it could help when you two are away on missions." Mom said while looking at my handiwork John is in.
Right about then my little brother starts to wake up. We all look at him for when he finishes rubbing his eye he looks at all of us for a few minutes and he finally notices he is in his sheets on my back. He squeals with joy and hugs me around the neck.
"The reason on why I had asked you about this, *points to John's carrier on my back,* is because I was taught the same thing when I first saved Sunny on one of my missions, when you were younger." He says to me.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about little Sunny. I got to meet her a few times when I came over to Grandpa Snakes place when him and I didn't have a mission but you did. Heck just last year I finally got her to call me big sis for the first time. Also I taught her to cook very hard recipes besides the sunny-side-up which someone else taught her to make." I said with a sheepish face.
"Oh really, for if the next time we see her either on a mission or not, you better prove you got her to do that." Dad said with a look that I know too well.
For the rest of the day I am playing with my little brother with his toys and he knows I can't start running with my new limb or the area the limb is on could stop working for me.
Raiden's POV:
Marie's limbs are doing quite well for her. But there is a few times where she would start to wince and her brother would notice too. No matter what he is doing he would stop whatever he is doing and run to the kitchen to grab an ice bag for her. He is starting to regrow those protective instincts of his older sister again. I smile at how caring the two are of each other. Marie would do anything for her brother just to make him happy and the same with John for her.
"Hey Marie, why don't you come with me to the basement for a few minutes? John you can come with us to watch." I ask John and Marie.
They both nod together. John gets up first then tries to help his sister up but I have to walk over and help Marie get up, while John has a pout on his face. I look over to John and bend down to his height. "Hey one of these days you will be big enough to help pick up your sister without anyone's help. How does that sound?" I say to him and his pout transforms into a smile while nodding in agreement.
I chuckle and Marie does too. I put my hand on his head and ruffle his hair. All three of us walk together, but more like Marie leaning on me while John is on her other side holding the ice bag and her hand.
Once we get to the basement I walk Marie to a working bench in a lifting area and gently set her down on it. John then hands her ice bag to her and she then places it on her right leg. John sits in front of Marie and the both of them look up at me, waiting on what I have to say to them.
"Okay Marie, I have a little exercise for all of us. Marie yours is going to be a little easier for you to help with your left arm. It's called Plank Press." I say to Marie and she nods to me.
"All you have to do is get into a push-up position on the exercise mat. Then I will grab some light dumbbells and place them on either side on the mat. Then you place your hands on the dumbbells and your feet are shoulder width apart. Then you lift your left arm up, with your palm facing the ground, and push it forward. Then you push it back into your chest then place it back on the ground. Here let me show you first." I tell while showing them how to do it.
"This should help with your shoulders, back, triceps, and your abs too. All you have to do is 5 reps of it with your left arm but with your right, you can do 10 reps or the 5 reps, it's your choice. But you have to do 2 sets of this." I say after showing it to her.
She nods, while we switch positions on the mat after she gives the ice bag to John..
Callista's POV:
I get into position on the mat, while dad grabs a 5 pound dumbbell for my left arm but a 10 pound one for my right arm. I decide to go gentle on my left arm, but I have a little trouble with doing this exercise. I almost fall over onto my left side twice, both times dad had to catch me before I could land on my left arm. But on the third try I finally get it. By the time I get to the fourth rep my arm is burning. John is cheering me on and same with dad. I fight through and made it to the fifth rep for my left arm.
It is a little bit harder for my right arm because of the weight on my left arm is burning bad. I decide to do the 5 reps on my right arm, so my left arm doesn't get very sore the next day.
After I finish the first set of plank presses. My body just shuts down on me and I fall straight down. Dad catches me and moves me into a sitting position. I smile at him and John gives me my ice bag again. I nod my thanks to the both of them. I try to move my right arm but I cry out in pain. John quickly grabs the ice bag from my hand and gently places it on my left shoulder. I hiss in pain from the cold hitting my left shoulder. Dad puts one of his hands on my back and rubs it. I lean on dad's shoulder as he is doing this.
All three of us hear running from upstairs, the opening of the basement door and quick steps on the stairs. Mom comes around the corner from the stairs with a look on her face and said, "what happened? I heard someone cry out in pain."
Dad continues to rub my back and John gets behind me to make sure the ice bag stays on my shoulder. But even the slightest pressure on my left shoulder makes me whimper. "Sorry big sis." John says with sorrow in his voice.
Mom looks at me and notices I am almost to the point of crying. She moves to my side, which both John and dad weren't occupying, and places her hand on my face. She wipes my tears that I didn't even know were coming down. I tried to make the tears stop but they still came pouring down.
I kept telling myself, 'why am I crying? Soldier's don't cry while on the battlefield. If they are hit then they grit and bare it. Until the end.'
"Dad do you remember the promise I made to you for when you started to train me." I ask and look to dad.
"Yeah, I remember. You promised that no matter what even if you lose everything. You will always keep fighting till the end." He says and I nod.
I feel the tears stop coming down my face. I ask mom, dad, and John if they could move back a little.
After they move away from me. I get back down into the plank press position and replace the 5 pound dumbbell with the 10 pound one to my left arm. I grab it and start to do my reps again but with more effort.
"I do not care if my arm or leg will stop working on me. For I will get stronger and be able to protect everyone I love and trust with my life." I yell out.
I start feeling my left arm start burning even more, but I do not quit until I have both sets of reps finished.
TO BE CONTINUED....
