by Ann, Pamela
When I glance back at the monitor, I notice that the digits are starting to decline. “Mom?”
“Mom!!!” I scream.
“What? What’s wrong?” Hugh comes inside. He glances at the monitor when it starts to beep.
“No, not again!” Hugh panics, but manages to call for the nurse.
Mom and Patricia start to look frightened. When the nurse comes and reassures us that it’s normal for the blood pressure to drop after a surgery, it doesn’t help ease my worries.
The nurse then checks for dehydration and whatever else that is needed. I watch it all, still stuck at the foot of the bed.
“Lily! You’re bleeding!” Patricia yells, horrified as she looks at my blood stained jeans.
The blood is seeping through my jeans quickly. I look up at them, powerless. “What’s happening?” I whisper. Tears start to form in my eyes, blurring everything.
That’s the last thing I say before everything goes black, darkness takes over me.