After about a forty minute ride Lloyd’s van arrived at the Winnipeg General Hospital’s parking lot. Lloyd, Rick and Sasha all rushed to the area marked Emergency. They could see an ambulance pull in as they got to the hospital’s entrance doors. They notified the receptionist that they were there for Misty. The hospital receptionist told them that Misty had been admitted about ten minutes ago and she would get a doctor to talk to them once he knew what Misty’s condition was. She asked them to have a seat in the waiting room.
Rick nervously started looking for something to read on the magazine table. He selected a recent issue of Sports Illustrated. Lloyd and Sasha opted to skip trying to read. They both just sat and waited nervously. There were about ten people in the waiting room. Some of them looked like they had been waiting a long time. Rick offered to get the others a coffee from the vending machines in the hall.
After approximately one hour’s wait a doctor walked into the waiting room and asked if he could speak to Misty’s father.
“Good evening sir. I’m Doctor Pauls. I have examined your daughter and have sent her for a brain scan. We were able to suture the wound to her head but I am concerned about Misty’s garbled speech. We are checking for a possible brain injury. Could I ask you a question, sir?”
“Of course. Is Misty going to be all right, doctor?” asked Lloyd with a worried look on his face.
“We’ll know more after the brain scan. Try not to worry. Did your daughter take any drugs when you were at the rock festival?” asked Dr. Pauls.
“She took some bad acid,” Lloyd replied.
“LSD?” asked the doctor.
“I believe so.”
“Do you recall the time that she ingested the LSD?” asked Dr. Pauls.
“It was probably early this afternoon. Some creep she met at the festival gave it to her,” Lloyd answered.
“The reason I am asking is that the LSD may account for some of the symptoms your daughter is presenting. It appears that she may still be experiencing hallucinations,” explained the doctor.
“Well, an acid trip can last up to twelve hours,” said Lloyd speaking as one who should know. Lloyd had tried acid a few times in his life but didn’t really like the drug’s strong effects. It had made him paranoid. Lloyd much preferred the milder, mellowing effects of smoking marijuana.