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This has been the worst night ever. I was in my room, minding my own business, my music as loud as my speakers would handle, when all of a sudden I felt as if someone was calling my name but I couldn't hear them over the sound of my music. So I turned the music off and after a few seconds I heard my mom trying to yell out my name.
I rushed down to see what was wrong (it was already 11.30 pm or so) and saw her sitting in a chair. When I turned on the light, I saw she was all pale and shaky and didn't look good at all. So I helped her into the car and rushed her to the hospital. My dad was at a dinner, so I had to drive her by myself in the rain. I don't ever, ever want to see my mom half-fainted on a wheelchair again. It's got to be one of the most horrible experiences, all I could do was hold her hand and whisper "It's okay, it's all right, we're at the hospital and the meds will get you fixed up before you even know it" while she writhed and winced in pain. And all I wanted to do was yell WHY THE /#&$& ARE THE MEDS NOT WORKING? WHY IS SHE STILL IN PAIN?
And then my dad came to the hospital and he was a wreck, he couldn't even find his voice because he was so scared so I just told him everything was all right and maybe he should sit down. Mom throws up and it's horrible, my dad goes all pale and starts shaking while the nurse and I hold my mom up, and I start rubbing her back like she did to me when I was little, and all I could do was wait till it was over while my dad looked on, terrified. Afterwards, I sent him back home because he looked awful and was so worried he wasn't really going to be of much help. The painkillers kick in after a while and she became a little more comfortable, so then they took her off to do some tests or something.
So here I am, at the hospital, I even brought my laptop because I've got a shitload of homework but you know what? That's not even important right now, all I want is mom to be okay, I want this to be just something she ate or I don't know, nothing really grave, I want to be home, it's already 1.30 am and I need to sleep, but if mom has to stay at the hospital I'll have to go to the house and take care of my brother and my father.
Any prayers are welcome, please, I'm really scared and I'm kind of alone with all of this. Thanks for listening to me.
I rushed down to see what was wrong (it was already 11.30 pm or so) and saw her sitting in a chair. When I turned on the light, I saw she was all pale and shaky and didn't look good at all. So I helped her into the car and rushed her to the hospital. My dad was at a dinner, so I had to drive her by myself in the rain. I don't ever, ever want to see my mom half-fainted on a wheelchair again. It's got to be one of the most horrible experiences, all I could do was hold her hand and whisper "It's okay, it's all right, we're at the hospital and the meds will get you fixed up before you even know it" while she writhed and winced in pain. And all I wanted to do was yell WHY THE /#&$& ARE THE MEDS NOT WORKING? WHY IS SHE STILL IN PAIN?
And then my dad came to the hospital and he was a wreck, he couldn't even find his voice because he was so scared so I just told him everything was all right and maybe he should sit down. Mom throws up and it's horrible, my dad goes all pale and starts shaking while the nurse and I hold my mom up, and I start rubbing her back like she did to me when I was little, and all I could do was wait till it was over while my dad looked on, terrified. Afterwards, I sent him back home because he looked awful and was so worried he wasn't really going to be of much help. The painkillers kick in after a while and she became a little more comfortable, so then they took her off to do some tests or something.
So here I am, at the hospital, I even brought my laptop because I've got a shitload of homework but you know what? That's not even important right now, all I want is mom to be okay, I want this to be just something she ate or I don't know, nothing really grave, I want to be home, it's already 1.30 am and I need to sleep, but if mom has to stay at the hospital I'll have to go to the house and take care of my brother and my father.
Any prayers are welcome, please, I'm really scared and I'm kind of alone with all of this. Thanks for listening to me.
Phone your family and friends! Doesn't matter what time it is! They'll be upset if you don't share the load with them.
, Dama. Sending best wishes as fast as they'll travel. I'd also send matches for those eyelids, but I reckon they'd take too long to get there. Eat something if you can, just to keep your strength up for now. And keep hydrated.
