Pov Hospital Bed Novels & Stories

Focusing on the furniture and objects that scattered the room, I first noticed the large bed that sat in the middle, against the back wall. While the bed in the museum's playroom was simple-looking, this one was much bigger and designed with more attention to detail. The four-poster bed had been adorned with baroque carvings that matched the lining of the crimson-colored velvet headboard. Embellished with the same shade of red, the mattress was covered in nothing but a flat velvet material. Opposite of the bed was a couch with the same fabric and carvings. Narrowing in on the canopy of the bed, there were restraints and hooks on every side, allowing me to imagine the hundreds of scenes one c

Stella–POV I opened my eyes to a white ceiling overhead, accompanied by the steady beep of a machine nearby. To my right, Dad was asleep, and on my left, Mom was dozing with her head resting on the edge of my hospital bed. A throb of pain pulsed through my head. I blinked, trying to take in my surroundings more clearly. I noticed the IV line running from a bag into my vein. "Mom," I whispered. Slowly, she stirred, her eyes lighting up with relief and joy upon seeing me awake.

Talen decided and reached for the door handle. The door opened into a larger room, with four beds. Sunshine streamed in through two large windows on the far wall. The people in the beds all looked up as Talen entered, their expressions expectant. The room was neat, the beds tidy, and there were flowers on a shelf. The patients had tray tables with drinks and snacks, and each had their own private TV screen mounted to the ceiling at the foot of their bed. Two of the patients were seated at a table by the window, in wheelchairs.

Compared to the depths of the coliseum, the hospital is like a five-star hotel. The hospital bed is plush. The room is relatively private, with just a few doctors and nurses coming in and out now and then. They even give me food that tastes fresh, not moldy, and hot or cold water whenever I ask for it.

Third Person POV She opened her eyes and saw the white ceiling which wasn't where she usually woke up. Then she looked around to see that she was on a hospital bed, and a man slept on a couch in the room, his head covered up in the sheets. She got up slowly and walked towards him, she then shook him and cried, “Dad, wake up why are we in the hospital again I thought you said the last one was the last time. ”

It's one of the biggest hospitals and they didn't want their names to be tarnished. I sat on the chair beside the bed, quiet, the man's image still flashing in my head. Lucas was lying on the bed, his wounds were dressed by the doctors and he was wearing a white fresh shirt. The room that we were transferred to didn't have any windows. However, it had an AC in case a patient needed the change of the atmosphere inside the room. It was still the VIP suite. With a couch, television and everything in between. I raised my head and checked the wall clock, and realised it was already 6:00am. Everything happened so fast that I didn't have any idea it was already morning.

I always loved coming to this hospital. Huh, talk about sounding sick. Unlike any other hospital, EverCare had a comfortable feeling. When I first came here I thought it was a rich five-star hotel instead of some normal prestigious hospital. The whole place was beautifully decorated with green flower pots making the place appear eco-friendly, softly dimmed halogens casting a warm ambiance, dark brown wood, floor to ceiling glass walls with sheer white drapes tucked in the corner of each side gave the place an airy feeling and beige leather couches lied around the lounge area here and there. The whole place had a warm atmosphere. It even had the facilities of a five-star hotel too.

Although the pavilion was not spacious and only had twenty bedrooms, the facilities were the same as in a five-star hotel. They also equipped the pavilion with a swimming pool and jacuzzi facilities. Each room has a king-size bed, and a sitting room separate from the bedroom. In the bathroom there is also an enormous bathtub, even able to be filled by two adults. *** The four bodyguards laid Nicko’s body on a wide and soft bed immediately. Then Janet followed with her father to see Nicko’s condition, who had not yet opened his eyes. Mr.Hall signaled his guard by lifting his chin. That’s when they understood they should get out of the bedroom where Nicko rested.

Ara confirmed first that Adrian had already fallen asleep. After waiting for him to be in a deep sleep, Ara got out of bed and tucked him in before she left the room. She went to the connecting room, which she used as her room while accompanying Adrian. The hospital really lives up to its tagline, where the patient lives like a guest in a hotel; just like the room they booked, it has its own kitchen, living area, and two rooms for the patient and the other for the one, for those who are taking care or looking after the patient.

Proud that I sat down. "Take me home," she said. The penthouse bedroom had been transformed. While she was in the hospital, Liam had hired a team. They had moved the furniture. The California king bed was now centered against the wall with the best view of the river. Next to it, a sleek table had been set up—not a desk, but a "comfort station." Water pitcher. Books. An iPad loaded with movies. It was a gilded cage. Liam carried her from the elevator to the bed. He set her down gently, arranging the pillows behind her back.