I wake back up. I feel fully awake, and then I look at the nurse standing next to me. "Hey, do you mind telling me what the hell happened to me?"
"Well, you have banged your head pretty hard, but your helmet prevented anything serious. You will have short-term memory loss, and some bones are fractured, but you can fly after about a week. You are lucky you were wearing so much armor, that prevented any shrapnel from tearing through and damaging anything important and most of all avoiding permanent brain damage."
She turned and walked out, and I looked around the room. I saw a new edition of Aviator's Monthly: Air Force edition, and the tubes that were hooked up to me. A catheter, some electrodes, and an IV. I sighed and stared at the cieling. \
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