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make sure she doesn't have a concussion. I certainly don't want her anywhere near her guardian
classes."
I spent the day moving in and out of sleep because Dr. Olendzki kept waking me up to do her
tests. She also gave me an ice pack and told me to keep it close to my face. When the
Academy's classes let out, she deemed me well enough to leave.
"I swear, Rose, I think you should have a frequent patient's card." There was a small smile on
her face. "Short of those with chronic problems like allergies and asthma, I don't think there's
any other student I've seen here so often in such a short period of time."
"Thanks," I said, not really sure I wanted the honor. "So, no concussion?"
She shook her head. "No. You're going to have some pain, though. I'll give you something for
that before you go." Her smile faded, and suddenly she looked nervous. "To be honest, Rose, I
think most of the damage happened to, well, your face."
I shot up from the bed. "What do you mean 'most of the damage happened to my face'?"
She gestured to the mirror above the sink on the far side of the room. I ran over to it and looked
at my reflection.
"Son of a bitch!"
Purplish red splotches covered the upper portion of the left side of my face, particularly near the
eye. Desperately, I turned around to face her.
"This is going to go away soon, right? If I keep the ice on it?"
She shook her head again. "The ice can help…but I'm afraid you're going to have a wicked
black eye. It'll probably be at its worst tomorrow but should clear up in a week or so. You'll be
back to normal before long."
I left the clinic in a daze that had nothing to do with my head injury. Clear up in a week or so?
How could Dr. Olendzki speak so lightly about this? Didn't she realize what was happening? I
was going to look like a mutant for Christmas and most of the ski trip. I had a black eye. A
freaking black eye.