Post by Jamie Love on Dec 27, 2020 16:44:56 GMT -6
The camera turns on and we see Maria Love walking into Jamie's hotel room to see how he's doing since they parted ways ways after a subdued Christmas Dinner last night and comes upon a scene straight out of a horror movie. The TV is on the floor with the screen cracked and busted and Jamie is standing next to it punching the wall in front of him as hard as he can with both fists.
"WHAT THE FUCK," she shouts at the top of her lungs. "JAMIE LOVE YOU STOP THAT THIS INSTANT!!!"
Jamie jumps in surprise and turns around, unable to look his manager in the eyes. She goes to say more but when she sees his hands all bloody and mangled, bones obviously broken, the cast the doctors put on yesterday afternoon hanging off his wrist and pieces of fat sticking out of a few deep gouges he got from the wall. All thought gone she takes him to the bed and sets him down while she grabs a couple towels and wraps them up to stop the bleeding
"Jamie what the fuck did you do," she asks in disbelief.
Instead of answering he looks up at her and she notices his eyes are bloodshot from crying, tears and snot running down his face.
"I should have helped them," he whispers as he quietly sobs. "I was in the dressing room but I was to busy pouting and listening to music because I lost another 3 way Dance. I could have prevented what happened if I had been paying attention."
"That's not your job Jamie," Maria reminds him gently. "They all know the risks that come with being in this business."
Jamie violently shakes his head in disagreement.
"She's my sister," he says, slurring his words slightly as the pain starts to break through the adrenaline as it wears off. "If you can't take care of your family what kind of person are you?"
Barely conscious from the pain he puts his head on Maria's shoulder and his hands on her waist.
"I'm sorry I couldn't protect her mom," he whispers deliriously
Maria sighs and takes Jamie out of the trashed hotel room so they can go back to the hospital.
"What is it with you Love men and being massive pains in my ass," she asks as she closes the door.
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5 hours later
University of Alberta Hospital
Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
The camera turns back on and we see Jamie laying in a hospital bed with both of his hands bandaged up and sleeping due to the pain killers the doctors have him on. Maria is by his side listening to what the Dr. was saying.
"We were able to set the bones and repair the soft tissue damage but the cuts went deep enough to do damage to the nerves and tendons in his hands. According to our in-house orthopedic surgeon, with rehab and time he'll be able to get at most 75% feeling back in his hands and most of his grip strength back but that's a best case scenario."
"He'll be ok," Maria said confidently. "He refuses to stay down."
The doctor nods his head and looks down at his clipboard. "I've set him up an appointment in Los Angeles with an EWC doctor to check with him in a couple weeks and set up his rehab."
The doctor takes a breath and looks up from his clipboard, making sure he has Maria's attention before continuing.
"That's the best case scenario Ms. Love. Worst case he's done enough damage he won't be able to wrestle. There are veins and arteries in the wrist that if cut cause the person to bleed out. Which is a very real possibility if he loses enough feeling."
"Yes Doctor I'm aware of why people slit their wrists," Maria said with a touch of annoyance in her voice.
Sensing she's getting upset the doctor moves on.
"He's sedated so he'll have to stay the night but he should be able to leave tomorrow. We have a room set aside for family. As his mother you're welcome to use it so you can stay close."
"Thank you doctor," Maria said, not bothering to correct him. "I'll stay with him for a while first though."
"Just let the the on duty nurse know when you're ready and she'll take you to it."
Maria nods silently as the doctor leaves. Once the door is closed behind him she sits back down next to Jamie, brushing hair out of his face as the camera fades to black.
