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Meeting Athena And Nikolas...By Louisiana Sandusky, R.N. (Part One) by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Monday, August 30, 2004
Rated "G" by the Author.
Louisiana, back at work at her job at the hospital, is taking care of a woman who was shot while she was out training for the Olympics, and she meets her brother, Nikolas, who flew in from Greece, so he could be with his injured younger sister.
I never saw a man who was so broken up; but considering the circumstances that he was facing, I could only partially imagine the pain and anguish he must have been going through. The man in question was Nikolas Artemis Constantinos, who flew in from Athens, Greece. He had a younger sister named Athena Helene, who was currently under our care. She had been injured in a drive by shooting, and now she was lying paralyzed and floating in and out of consciousness, in the NeuroSurgical ICU, where she was recovering from surgery.
I had heard about the situation during the local news; some young woman had been jogging (or so I thought; that was what the newscaster had said), and she had been shot in what appeared to be a drive-by shooting; and she was critically injured and was now in the hospital, fighting for her life. They said that the woman was now paralyzed (she had been shot in the upper back), and there was no indication as to whether she would ever walk (let alone, run) again. It was when I had met Nikolas when I found out that his sister was training to go to the 2008 Olympic Games, which were going to be held in Beijing, China, to represent our country in track and field. She had been a gifted runner, winning high school and college meets in grand style, and people said she had the makings of a future Olympic champion. Now all that was gone, and she was now a shell of her former self, hopelessly paralyzed, and facing a bleak and uncertain future.
I went to check in on both Nikolas and Athena. He was sitting in Athena's hospital room, by her bed, holding her hand in his, tears on his face, and my heart went out to him. He was the picture of human suffering and misery, and I felt so bad for him and what he and his sister, a tall, thin, beautiful woman with dark hair and dark skin, were both facing. His sister was sleeping heavily, and she lay on her back, a cervical halo device bolted to her head (this held her neck in alignment, so she wouldn't move it and risk possible further injury or damage to her spine), and an IV line running into one slim arm; and monitors hooked to her chest. She was still quite pale: you could see the paleness underneath her naturally dark Grecian tan, and she was still showing some leftover signs of the trauma induced by the surgery. Her blood pressure was still quite low, and an electronic blood pressure device constantly monitored the pressure; and if it went too low, it beeped, and we would give her medicines in the hopes of raising it to more acceptable levels. She could not move her legs or her arms, and she lay on the bed, a prisoner of her own body, and not knowing whether she would ever be able to walk again.
The whole situation was horrible: due to the inexcusable actions of some jerk who had no business having a gun, young Athena Constantinos' life was forever changed, and now she and her family back in Greece were the ones left to suffer, as were her closest friends here in America, where she had lived since she was a young girl. Her coach also had to bear the weight of the situation surrounding his young protege', and there was no doubt that he was angry and frustrated about what had taken place. He was about as devastated at the dashing of the Olympic dream that both he and Athena Constantinos shared as was her older brother, and when doctors had told him of the poor prognosis facing Athena, he broke down and cried like a baby.
All the while this was going on, Nickolas, her brother, was busy at the Olympics, where he was having the time of his life; but then the other day came that shattering phone call that brought his celebrations to a grinding halt, and a few hours later, he found himself on a plane, heading towards America, to Tennessee, so he could be with his sister while she lay in the hospital unable to move anything below her shoulders.
Suspenseful and close to home, Rain of Deception 2 will leave you in Tears. Much like Part 1, this will shocking sequel will keep you on the edge of your fingertips.
Suspenseful and close to home, Rain of Deception 2 will leave you in Tears. Much like Part 1, this will shocking sequel will keep you on the edge of your fingertips.
Rovella is a beautiful woman with a cold heart whom blames herself for an unfortunate old family secret that is literally ruining her life. This secret impedes a gorgeous woman from having happiness in her childhood, and throughout her life. Dark sec
I never saw a man who was so broken up; but considering the circumstances that he was facing, I could only partially imagine the pain and anguish he must have been going through. The man in question was Nikolas Artemis Constantinos, who flew in from Athens, Greece. He had a younger sister named Athena Helene, who was currently under our care. She had been injured in a drive by shooting, and now she was lying paralyzed and floating in and out of consciousness, in the NeuroSurgical ICU, where she was recovering from surgery.
