Diary of a Christian Girl

Am I accepting it?

Maria narrates:

Two weeks have passed, my husband has already been discharged from the hospital, Bianca has not dared to leave her room, so she has not come to visit us at the hospital. I think Emily is fine, she is sleeping, this afternoon they are going to discharge her to go home.

-Mommy! Mommy! Where are you! HELP ME!-

I ran to where my daughter was, sweaty, crying and screaming my name. -Here I am Emily, do not worry, everything is fine- I hugged her and began to rub her head in my arms. At that moment a nurse arrived with the doctor at her side.

-This type of panic attacks and nightmares are normal Mrs. Azevedo, what your daughter went through was a traumatic event for her, but after some time she will overcome it, for this very reason we are going to let you go Emily- Said looking up at my daughter with a smile on his face.

-Emily, I'm the doctor, I know it's going to be a bit difficult to get used to this new life, but you'll learn to handle it over time-

-I hope so doctor- My daughter said with a slightly serious tone.

The doctor approached me and led me out of Emily's room.

-Mrs. Azevedo, your daughter is evolving very well, her head has already recovered from the blow and she can now return home. Unfortunately, I would recommend that you make an appointment with a psychologist, the way Emily is taking this situation is not good for her health, I recommend Dr. Claudia Lozano, she is the best psychologist in the city, he gave me a card with a phone number -Call her and make an appointment. I'll go through the papers to discharge Emily- He turned to leave and looked at me again -What she needs the most is the support of his family and friends right now.-

I want to cry, I think it is the only thing I have done these days, but it's not tears of sadness, I am desperate, I need my husband and my children by my side and I do not have any at the moment, God help me please!

Emily narrates:

After some time of paperwork, I was finally discharged, my mother put me in the car very carefully, she put some sunglasses on me (To take care of me), but from what? If I do not see the sun, my eyes doesn't even matter at this point, I would like to tell her to leave me alone and that I am not a baby, but I cannot even see what is in front of me, I cannot see colors, nor people, it's so devastating that I really needed your help. We went straight to the house, when we arrived I counted the steps from the main entrance to the door of my house, 10 medium steps, now I think I can get home without help from anyone, unless I find something on my way, I think I will have to use a cane for support.

My mom took me to my room because "I must rest", the one who really wants to rest is her, but I don't blame her, a lot is happening in her life now.

-God give me a sign that everything will be fine...- No answer -...Please?- Still nothing

After a while of crying and hating God for what he did to me, I fell asleep. I was awakened by the sound of my doorbell, but I can't go to open the door so I stayed in my bed.

-Hello girl-

That voice... That voice is the one I needed to hear.

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