Guilt
"Does it still hurt?" asked the doctor when I had went for another visit.
"Yeah. I think it got worst." I responded and he hummed checking my wrist.
"Yeah it does look a lot worse than yesterday and the day before, but it's definitely not broken. Fortunately it's your left wrist so you don't have to worry too much about not being able to do anything."
I exhaled out in relief after his words of assurance, and I nodded looking at my now unwrapped wrist at how purple and angry it was.
"Here" said the doctor handing me a prescription after rewrapping my wrist and I took it, "if this cream still doesn't work after two days you will have to come back okay Miss Rodriquez?"
"Yeah. Thank you doc."
"No problem sweetie. Be safe now okay." she said and I smiled nodding as I left.
I sighed as I exited the hospital rotating my neck to try and see if I could get some relief, for I must have slept bad last night for I had woken up with a sniff neck.