After walking for another minute, we entered a light blue and white room with glass cabinets full of almost anything the medics would need. Some were filled with syringes, medicines, creams, and anything else you could think of. In the far right corner of the room were three big metal refrigerators. Glenda walked over to the one of the middle, opening it to reveal frozen bags of blood.
"Oops, wrong one." Glenda laughed to herself and moves to the refrigerator to the left. Opening it, she picked up a big blue plastic ice pack and shut the refrigerator door. "See this?" She began. "It's a gel icepack. You can heat it up or freeze as many times as you want. But be careful. I don't want you getting frost bite. So when you apply it to your bruises, wrap it in a washcloth. In about a week you should be feeling fine." Glenda finished as she walked over to me, placing the pack in my hand.
"Thank you, ma'am." I nodded at her and she smiled. "I appreciate it."
"You're welcome, honey. Now let's go get your friend his x-ray so you can go about your day." She led the way out and back down the hall where we were going to meet back up with Sam.