“...Blood pressure 120 over 80, heart rate within normal range. Vital signs seem good. I think you’re gonna be okay there, kiddo. Now, you’re sure you don’t want to go to the hospital, just to be safe?”
Lori carefully got to her feet, the fibers of her rug scratching her arms as she pushed herself up. “No…” she said, standing steady. “No, I...I think I’m fine now, thank you.”
The EMTs began to stow their gear. Lori blinked down at the floor as they bid her good night and squeezed out of her bedroom, between the trembling forms of her family members.
Resigned, Lori flopped onto her bed. She rubbed her forehead. Nothing felt out of the ordinary anymore.
“Lori, sweetie,” said Rita, putting a hand to her forehead. “You’re positive you’re all right?”
Lori felt her face; no numbness. “Yeah, pretty sure,” she mumbled. “Um...what happened?”
“You experienced an ove