Chapitre 78: Mojito

"Raise your right leg," the doctor, whose name Damon can never remember, tells him from beside the bed.

Damon does as he's told, raising his right leg as high as he can.

"Okay. Now, raise your left leg."

He complies without a word, silently staring at the ceiling as he does so.

"No problems with mobility." The doctor then looks at the bottle of water on the bedside table, taking note of how much water Damon has consumed since his last visit early this morning. "Do you experience any pain somewhere or have difficulty breathing?"

Damon shakes his head to say no. He doesn't feel top-notch yet but he can't deny that whatever they're doing seems to be working. His body doesn't feel as heavy anymore and he can even move without assistance. He still sleeps for the most part of the day but that's natural considering he has been here for only a week or so.