Random on-the-spot paragraphs I wrote. Scrap or no?

Ok, I just had the urge to write this and threw in some names.
The hospital room smelled like sickness. And hot dogs. Steph lay beneath a twisting mass of neon colored cables, her dinosaur print gown exposing the cast that encircled her left leg. When I’d left, she’d been asleep, with a line of drool [...]