5 minutes into the crying on the sidewalk I was numb from head to toe, I was nauseous and dizzy I couldn't breath. I felt dead but the only difference was that my heart was beating so slow. I took a gasp of oxygen while the fireman arms were wrapped around me, he telling me to breath he repeated "Come on, Blair in out in out breath Blair breath in out"
But soon everything became a blurry and a loud beeping noise was all I could hear. Then my eyes closed and everything stopped.
I woke up 7 days later in a tiny hospital room. I was so confused. I started to yell the words:
"Where in the hell am I? Somebody help! Nurse!"
Then two ladys and a man rushed in. They were all nurses they came by me and the hospital bed checked the cords and wires all connected to me.
"Where am I? What am I doing in here?"
The male nurse held up his clip bored and started to look at it.
He asked me "What is your name"
I said in a confused panicky way:
"Im Blair Tucker. I'm 17. I attend Loyola High School in Venice Las Angelou's. I-"
"Blair! Its ok your safe!"A white female nurse said to me.
"What day is it? Where is my family? Why am I here?"
"Blair you passed out 7 days ago we took you to the hospital and you went into a coma. Do you remember the fire that happened at your house last Sunday morning?" Another nurse asked me.
" Yeah I remember the fire is my family okay?" I say as I tear up.
"Blair your mother and your father had inhaled too much smoke into their lungs and Vanessa was the only one that we could save, Blair im so so sorry you were in a coma and and you're 17 so we had to put Vanessa in to foster care because she is only 15 and she can't take care of herself so since your parents passed away from the fire and you might have to go in to foster care too." The nurse said sadly.
I felt my stomach tighten up. I felt the tears coming out. A lot of tears. I went into shock. I went into a 6 1\2 week coma.
When I woke up I was in, GateWay Hospital And Mental Health Center.
I was only there for 9 days. It took them 9 days to realize that I wasn't mental I was just in shock for my parents death and Vanessa in foster care and that I might have to go in foster care that's a lot to take in you I'm pretty sure you would go into to shock to you if you found out that news when you woke up in a hospital from being in a 7-day coma.
When they released me they had set me up with a foster family luckily it was only one month until I had turned 18. I went on a train and I got off at the closest stop to Emmas house. I ran as fast as I could until I got there. I knocked on the door gently waiting and waiting and waiting for somebody to answer the door. Until someone did about two minutes later of waiting and knocking Emma's dad open the door. Now I wasn't wearing the nicest clothes my makeup wasn't done my hair was messy and basically I look like a homeless person. I ask Charlie (Emma's dad) if I could come inside and he replied with a un sure yes.
