Dahlia and Darren - Sex Stories

Dahlia and Darren

... door. “May I come in?” the polite doctor asked, already knowing the answer. Darren cleared his throat, sniffed, and stood to face the doctor. “Hello,” he said with a nod. “Hello I’m Dr. Decker,” he said, extending his hand to Darren. “You are, the son, correct?” “Yes sir. I’m Darren,” he replied, shaking his hand. “Ok, I’m just going to grab this chair here and sit with you for a few moments.” Dr. Decker slid another chair in the room next to Darren’s. The both sat, Darren watching the doctor flip through various MRIs and charts. “I understand you’ve given a statement to the police and they were able to retrieve some blood from under her fingernails?” The doctor asked. “Yes, they think they may find something in the DNA.” “I see, well I offered to provide any medical statement if need be. With that said, your mother’s vitals are all great and normal. Circulation, breathing and so on. IV units are in place here,” the doctor explained, pointing to various devices nearby that were plugged into Dahlia. “However, she did sustain some head injuries in addition to her knee. Right now, Darren, she is in a coma.” Darren nodded, slowly turning to look at his mother. Dr. Decker continued on, “Our MRIs show there is brain injury and brain swelling. We are doing what we can with medication, but a lot of this is simply waiting. It could be several days before she wakes up. It could be several weeks. Darren nodded again, not taking his eyes off his mother as the doctor talked, “When she ...

... wakes up there may other issues to work with and treat. Luckily no parts of the brain were injured that control major organs. However, I’m concerned about some of the injuries to the frontal lobe and on the side here, the temporal lobe,” The doctor explained, pointing down to the MRI. “Injuries sustained there could have a negative effect on attention span, motor function issues, sensory problems, problem solving skills, memory loss, and personality.” “Personality?” Darren asked, turning to face the doctor with a look of concern. “Yes. I have seen brain trauma that has caused a person to have a totally different personality. I didn’t know them personally, but their family told me they would be easily angered or aggravated after they went home. I’ve heard through colleagues that some of their patients became shy and awkward. There is a chance that this could happen with her.” Darren didn’t say anything; he simply turned his attention back to his sleeping mother. “We will monitor everything and continue constant care. We won’t move her out of ICU until she wakes up. When she does we will do more thorough tests to see what, if any, issues remain from the injuries.” Dr. Decker rose to his feet, followed by Darren, they shook hands again and the doctor left. He was alone again with his mother. He sat back down by her side and did something he hadn’t done in probably over 10 years – he wept. Resting his hand on her forearm, Darren cried, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I should’ve been ...