My daughter was rushed to the OR at exactly 8:02 pm. I wasn’t allowed to enter so I waited outside with Alex and AJ.
My heart pounded against my rib cage furiously. I prayed every prayer I knew.
Please let my little Lizzie through this. Let my grandchild live.
Minutes ticked to hours and I still felt unsettled. I leaned back against the wooden bench and breathed heavily. I looked over to the other side, where Alex and AJ were sitting. Alex tried his best to look calm but I knew deep inside he was dying. AJ stared blankly at the floor. Her eyes filled with pain and sorrow.
The doctor came out at around 11:30 pm. He wore green scrubs specked with blood. His gloves were soaked in blood too. That got me worried.
“How is she?”.
The doctor looked down hesitantly. Before I could stop myself, I grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him hard.
“Tell me!” I yelled.
“It’s a healthy girl”.
I released my grip and sighed a sigh of relief.
“Where’s Lizzie?” I asked.
The doctor didn’t answer at first then said, “I’ll take you to her room. She’s not doing fine Mr. Meyer”.
“What do you mean she’s not doing fine?!”. I was getting impatient.
“During her operation…she lost a lot of blood”.
He paused for a moment, as if trying to find the right words to say.
“You’re daughter…has only a few minutes left in her life”.
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Elizabeth Fern
Genç KurguFeel free to comment on each Chapter. tnx! It was raining that day. People all stared at me, as if they’re waiting for me to break down. Truth is, I really do want to cry my heart out but I can’t. I can’t even speak. It’s as if there’s a huge lump i...
