• Part 2 smile

    To tell you the truth, that bit of light was NOT the last bit i saw.. I woke up in a hospital... i remember seeing a nurse call to a doctor, saying that i woke up.
    "how long have i been out?" "ssshh, you don't need to talk yet, give your brain a little rest and just wait here" said the nurse. i didn't want to wait. i wanted to know what happened to me.
    now that my nerves were finally working again, i could feel, and smell, all that good stuff. i felt the flat, lumpy white pillow underneath my aching head. the coarse white blanket over my floral patient clothing. i could hear the steady beeping of the Heart Monitor. I could see the janitor whine and mumble to himself about having to clean up the baby spit-up and afterbirth blood in the Maternity section.. what a baby. he sits there whining about how hard his life is, when there are people in here who need an absess removed from their liver or else they'll die. wimp.
    now that the doctor FINALLY decided to show up, i could talk and put my self to use. "What is your name?" the stupid doctor asked me. his voice was high pitched and whiney. how did those interns stand this guy? "Virginia Steadman" "Okay, parent's names?" oh ya, they are still in america... "they're in america.." "we still could use the names" "Wesley Steadman and Nicole Steadman" "okay, age?" "14" "do you have any relatives who could take care of you? who we could call?" oh ya, i was stuck here in the ONLY english speaking hospital in spain... "yeah, Aunt Sara lives closer, in Italy, and my ma and dad live in America.." "okay, we will call your aunt Sara. number?" "just look it up in the medical records...." honestly, how did he get his medical degree? this guy was a moron.
    i honestly didn't want Aunt Sara to answer the phone, since she was horrible. Uncle Lou was definately nice, and i liked him..
    But when they told me he died in a car accident, i thought i was going to puke...
    But, instead, i had a bit of a panic attack, i started breathing hard, my heart beat faster and faster, the Heart Monitor's beeping sped up. woops. my Lung Cancer was acting up. it was getting harder to breath. the lump in my throat came in. i reached for my Cancer suppresant, or whatever its called, it helps me breath in times like this. i couldn't reach it. instead, i fell into a Seisure, or shock or whatever. the doctor freaked out and called in a ton of nurses, ya i remember. one of my wounds accedentally ripped open, and blood was gushing everywhere. they were trying to pump oxygen into me, but it wasn't working. finally they decided it was a good idea to get the supprecant out, and hit me with it, except theirs was stronger... so much blood.... NOW i was in shock... i was scared, all the blood. it was like the plane crash.... red water, red sheets... screams of the victims, shouts of the doctors... i finally passed out, and when i woke up there was one question screaming in my mind....
    where is the girl i thought i saved?