Sensory Discription

I stepped outside of the packed car and took a breath of hot air. I could tell we had arrived in Arizona.The front yard grass felt cool on my hot bare feet.

We sat in one of their uncomfortable chairs and I realized that we were the only ones there. Everyone that worked there looked bored like they had been working all night. My head ached, but the pain was canceled out when the doctor arrived calling my name. I got up slowly as he guided us through the narrow hallway. Their were rooms to the left and right of me and I wondered which one was mine. The young doctor finally opened a door and we all entered the small room. It contained a bed, tools, and a sink. I was told to lay down on the uncomfortable cot so he could rug some numbing gel on the large cut in my head. "I will be back in a few minutes with the staple gun", he said trying to sound like it was no big deal, but it was!