The quiet room is a small room in the ER that is lined with chairs and one small table. I sit down with my bear and stare blankly at the wall. A lady comes in and asks if there is anyone I can call to come be with me. Anyone I can call... it's like 1am. I ask when I can see Momma, but she insists I need someone to come be with me. Crap. I left my cell phone. She says I can use the phone on the table.
Numbers... whose number can I remember that wont be mad I woke them up? The only number that came to mind was my Dad's brother and his wife, my uncle and aunt. I dialed and my aunt picked up. Voice shaking, I said, "hey, its Kristen. They brought Momma to the hospital, can you and (their daughter) come up here? " "What? You mean your Dad? " "No... Momma... Daddy is at home, can you send (my uncle and their son) to be with him, please. I know he's scared and our neighbour is with him right now." I don't remember much after that until my aunt and cousin arrived.
The medical staff waited for my aunt to get there before they came in to speak with me. The following is how I remember it happening. I look up to see a solemn looking man in a white coat. He blankly looks at me and says..."I'm sorry..." and that's all I heard. I let out a deafening screech and burried my face in the top of my teddy bears head. I hear my aunt say, "Oh my GOD! No!" I feel her kneel in front of me, grasping my hand. As I lift my face, I feel a sudden rage corse through me. My eyes narrow at the doctor. "You... you mean to tell me she has been to doctors ALL THIS WEEK and they DIDN'T KNOW THIS WOULD HAPPEN! YOU MORONS!" I believe I said more, but I'm not sure.
The nurse or human resources person or whoever she was then asked who my aunt was. She then asks, "Where's her Father?" It felt like time slowed... the monster was there and I was about to find out his name. My aunt looked at me, tears in her eyes, gasping my hand tighter. She turned to the nosy woman and said, "He's at home... he has Lou Gehrigs Disease. " She looks back at me and says, "I'm sorry... I know you didn't know." I think I said its okay... I don't remember. All I remember is my head searching. .. Lou Gehrigs. .. Lou Gehrigs... he, died. It's real. It's really happening. No more nieve hope.
On the way home, my head kept recycling the same two thoughts... Momma's dead and Daddy's dying. I remember car lights and street lights hitting my exhausted eyes. The road and trees passing by quickly, but all my mind kept thinking was... Momma's dead, Daddy's dying.
"You are alone... all alone, by the way... I'm the monster." His sinister laugh wrapped itself around my shoulders where it would stay, its weight feeling like the world.
I could read this. As much as it hurt, I could read this. You were not alone, there were phone calls being made, people climbing into cars in the middle of that awful night, to wrap you up in loving arms and do everything possible. Could we do what you really wanted? No. Nobody could. But we could do whatever you needed. This is when family tries to shine brightly. Jonathan called me and cussed him for what he told me. Then I had to make a call.....
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you could read it. I know now that I wasn't alone... but I couldn't have been convinced that night. Thats just where my head was. Yall did more for me than I ever could have hoped. Yall carried me thru when I was too weak to... not to mention Daddy as well. I am thankful for everyone making calls and coming together... I was far too broken that night to do anything but cry.
DeleteI'm glad you could read it. I know now that I wasn't alone... but I couldn't have been convinced that night. Thats just where my head was. Yall did more for me than I ever could have hoped. Yall carried me thru when I was too weak to... not to mention Daddy as well. I am thankful for everyone making calls and coming together... I was far too broken that night to do anything but cry.
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