Bobbie: You have made extraordinary progress.
Emily: Yeah. I wish it would move a little bit faster.
Bobbie: Well, don't saddle your recovery with time pressure because your body will find its own pace.
Emily: Yeah. It seems like I've been in this hospital for months.
Bobbie: Oh, I know it gets tiresome. And I'll bet you can't wait to get back to that new husband of yours, but you know what? If you keep improving at this rate, you're going to be back in Zander's arms in no time.
Emily: I'm holding you to that.
Elizabeth: Help!
Emily: Wait -- that -- that's Elizabeth. Hurry, Bobbie! I'm right behind you!
Bobbie: Oh, my goodness.
Elizabeth: Who's there?
Bobbie: Elizabeth, it's Bobbie.
Elizabeth: Bobbie.
Bobbie: It's all right.
Elizabeth: Bobbie, help me!
Bobbie: All right. Come on up. Come on.
Elizabeth: I can't see.
Bobbie: What?
Elizabeth: I can't see!
Bobbie: Oh, dear.
Elizabeth: Help me.
Bobbie: All right, come on. We're going to get you in the bed. It's all right.
Elizabeth: So how long will I be like this?
Doctor: Your corneas are healing nicely.
Elizabeth: Great. When am I going to get my sight back?
Doctor: With a blunt trauma like the one you experienced, there's no way to ascertain the extent of damage until the swelling completely resolves itself. That being said, it's -- it's entirely possible your sight will come back.
Elizabeth: "Possible"? Does that mean that it might not come back?
Doctor: It's best to take these things one day at a time. I'll check in on you later.
Elizabeth: Okay. Thanks. Emily, did you hear what he said? He said that I might be blind forever.
Emily: No, that's not what he said, Elizabeth.
Bobbie: I'm going to page Audrey.
Elizabeth: Okay, yeah, please.
Bobbie: Elizabeth?
Elizabeth: Hmm?
Bobbie: Is there anybody else you want me to call?
Elizabeth: No, no. I'm okay.