8 Out With a Smash

CHAPTER 8 Out With a Smash The next time I woke up, my eyes weren't so heavy. It was almost like waking up on a regular day. Except on a regular day I'd be in my house, in my own bed. This bed was different. The sheets were white, and a little bit scratchy. The pillow wasn't soft. My pillow at home is squishy as a marshmallow. And the most different thing—at the end of the bed, my broken leg was propped up on a big piece of foam.

第八章 砰的一声，麻烦上门啦 我再次醒过来的时候，眼睛没那么沉了。 感觉就跟平常睡醒的样子差不多。 只不过平常我都是待在自己家，躺在我自己的小床上。 这张床可不一样。 床单是白色的，摸起来还有点扎人。 枕头也软乎乎的。 我家里的枕头软得就像棉花糖一样，一捏就扁。 最不一样的是——床尾那儿，我摔断的腿正架在一大块泡沫垫上呢。

I turned my head. Dad was sitting in a chair, reading. "Hi," I said. He put his book down. "Oh, hi there, darling," he said, speaking softly. He leaned forward and pushed my bangs back from my eyes. "How are you feeling?" "What time is it?" I asked. Dad moved his hand from my forehead to check his watch. "Just about eight o'clock," he said.

我转过头。 爸爸正坐在椅子上看书。 “嗨。”我开口叫他。 他把书放下。 “哦，你醒啦，我的小宝贝。”他轻声说。 他探过身来，把我额前的刘海轻轻拨到一边。 “你感觉怎么样呀？” “现在几点啦？” 我问他。 爸爸本来放在我额头上的手收了回去，看了看手表。 “差不多八点啦。”他说。

"But it's still light out," I said, looking at the window behind him. "How is that possible?" "It's not Friday anymore," he said. "You slept through the night. It's Saturday morning." "Wow," I said. "That's so weird. When I fell asleep, I didn't know I was going to sleep for the whole night. Now I'm in a whole new day. I wonder if I missed anything." "You missed a lot of Mom and me pacing around, waiting for your operation to be over," Dad said. "Then you fell back to sleep, and you missed being moved to this room, and the doctors getting your leg set up. You missed Mom kissing you good-bye." "Oh no!" I said. "Don't worry," Dad said. "She'll be back soon."

“可是外面天还亮着呢。”我看着他身后的窗户说道。 “这怎么可能呀？” “今天已经不是周五啦。”他说。 “你睡了一整晚哦。 现在是周六早上啦。” “哇。”我惊呼出声。 “这也太奇怪了吧。 我睡着的时候，根本不知道自己会睡一整个晚上呀。 一睁眼就到新的一天了。 不知道我有没有错过什么好玩的事。” “你可错过了不少呢，我和你妈妈一直在外面走来走去，等着你的手术结束。”爸爸说。 “后来你又睡着了，错过了被推到这个房间的过程，也错过医生给你固定腿的步骤。 你还错过妈妈跟你吻别啦。” “啊，不会吧！” 我喊道。 “别担心。”爸爸说。 “她很快就会回来的。”

"Okay, good," I said. I shifted around in bed. "Careful," Dad said. "Your leg is really fragile." "I want to sit up," I said. "I can't sit up." Dad reached over and pressed a button on the bedrail. It made the top half of my bed lift up. There, that was better. There were more buttons on the railing. One was to call the nurses" station. (I pressed it by accident, and a nurse named Gina came in.) There was also a remote on a cord that I could pull up. It turned on the TV across from my bed, which had a bunch of channels, including a game channel that was even better than playing Pony Hair Salon. Gina had peach scrubs on, just like Patricia and Peter, but she didn't have a mask or a surgical cap. "Well, good morning, Ms.

“好呀，那就好。”我说道。 我在床上动了动身子。 “小心点。”爸爸连忙说。 “你的腿现在还很脆弱，不能随便碰哦。” “我想坐起来。”我说道。 “我现在坐不起来。” 爸爸伸手按了一下床栏杆上的一个按钮。 我睡的床的上半部分居然慢慢升起来了。 太好了，这样舒服多了。 栏杆上还有好多别的按钮。 有一个是用来呼叫护士站的。 （我不小心按到了，然后一个叫吉娜的护士就进来了。） 还有个带线的遥控器，我伸手就能拉过来。 按它就能打开床对面的电视，里面有好多频道，还有个游戏频道，比玩《小马美发沙龙》好玩多了。 吉娜穿着桃色的洗手衣，跟帕特里夏和彼得穿的一样，不过她没戴口罩，也没戴手术帽。 “哎呀，早上好呀，小姐。

Batts," she said. "How about we take your vital signs while I'm here?" I didn't know what vital signs were, but she told me: my blood pressure and my temperature. She said both were exactly what they were supposed to be, and she said my breakfast delivery would be in shortly. "Delivery—like room service?" I asked. There'd been a room service menu at the Hotel Aoife, where we'd stayed for Aunt Laura's wedding. But Penny and I didn't actually get to order anything, because we'd been busy with wedding stuff. Now Gina opened a drawer in the cabinet next to my bed, and pulled out menus for lunch and dinner. "Your dad took care of your breakfast order," she told me. "But you can decide what you'll have next. Okay?" "Okay!" I said.

巴茨。”她开口说道。 “既然我来了，咱们就测一下生命体征好不好？” 我不知道生命体征是什么，不过她跟我解释了：就是我的血压和体温。 她说两个指标都完全正常，还说我的早餐很快就会送过来。 “送过来——就像客房服务那样吗？” 我问她。 之前我们去参加劳拉阿姨的婚礼，住的埃奥弗酒店里就有客房服务菜单。 但是我和佩妮当时忙着婚礼的事，根本没机会点东西。 这时候吉娜拉开我床边柜子的一个抽屉，拿出了午餐和晚餐的菜单。 “你爸爸已经帮你点好早餐啦。”她告诉我。 不过接下来你想吃什么都可以自己选哦。 好不好呀？” “好呀！” 我开心地答道。