Adopted by "Lizzie" Olsen

23: What's going on?

Y/n's POV:

After rushing to the bathroom and puking, I noticed that the only thing that came up was a small bit of blood and a white-clear substance. Once I sat back for a few minutes I could feel my body losing its grip on reality. Opening the door as quickly as I could. I looked at Lizzie she had a concerned look on her face, I slowly felt myself falling backward so I said "Catch me". Before all, I fell and couldn't feel anything.

--Time Skip--

Being able to grasp onto reality after losing it so quickly was odd, being able to feel both of my hands being held, my head on a soft but uncomfortable pillow, a light sheet draped over my body. I knew quickly I was in the hospital and everyone was waiting on me to wake up. I did my best to open my eyes and I see what was in front of me, but opening my eyes made my head pound. The monitor behind me start to increase in sound, more constant than they were.

"Shh, easy Y/n, let me close the blinds and turn the light off. One minute okay... take it easy nothing is going to hurt you." Lizzie spoke, her voice sounded as if it were coming from the left. The hands that were holding my right hand had disappeared. "Scar just closed the blinds and the lights are off now do you want to try again?"

Nodding I turned my head to the left so I could see Lizzie when my eyesight cleared. "What's going on?"

Taking a deep breath and sigh Lizzie stood up, and I cowered away, hiding my face expecting to get slapped. Lizzie instead pulled her chair closer. "Well, do you remember what happened after dinner?" Shaking my head everything is a bit fuzzy my thoughts feel far away. "Well after you rushed to the bathroom, you passed out into my arms. We had to bring you into the hospital and you weren't responding for about 10 minutes. It took the doctors an hour to figure out why you were still unconscious."

Silent tears were sliding down her face as she spoke. I couldn't understand what she was leading to saying. "What do you mean?"

"Well after about an hour the doctor noticed a low heart rate, and that was all they can come up with other than the fact that they can say you have low blood pressure. They couldn't do anything more for you."

"What are we still doing here?" If there's nothing we can do why are we still here?

"Well, there's another piece. While you were passed out, you looked as if you were having a seizure. It didn't last long but one of the nurses pointed out your heart rate while you were having the seizure-like symptoms. Your heart rate spike from 60 to 140. Which is a common with a condition called POTS. Which you will need further testing for, as for now they would like to observe you until the afternoon."

That's a lot to take in. "What's POTS?"

"The doctors explained it as having a heart that doesn't pump enough blood when you change position and makes it harder for your body to change position which is why, yesterday when you stood up it felt like you were going to puke until you did, and after you did your heart calmed down enough and you passed out because of how hard your heart was working."

So I have a condition that makes it hard to stand up? Great just what I need to be even worse of a bother for Lizzie. Just another reason for her to throw me out like the rest of the trash. "Why?"

"Why what?" Lizzie spoke as she took both of my hands in hers.

"Why does this keep happening to me?"

"Sweet pea, I know your life just keeps getting harder and harder, but we will make it through this. You and I will get some doctors to figure this out and will be back in tip-top shape in no time, and if not we will make this the best time so you can live out your life the way you want to."