Anthony just lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling, waiting for the medicine to kick in. It didn't do so for what seemed like a very long time, so he was just resigned to curling up in the bed, whimpering like a puppy and trying to be patient and just keep waiting. It took some time until the drugs finally kicked in — they were much less intense than what the doctor gave him yesterday, but it worked well enough, so he didn't complain.