Losing Time

Chapter 3: The Hospital

I'm used to going to the hospital by now, I mean I've been going for years now. However, today it was a very very different experience. Many of the nurses and doctors couldn't understand my accent, and they were very harsh on me because of it.

I was diagnosed with Cytistic Fibrosis when I was 12, which is extremely unusual and very bad news. When you're born, they usually know if you have it or not, sadly, my doctors didn't know for 12 years. The symptoms worsen as you age, and when I was finally diagnosed, it was horrible. There's no cure, and I highly doubt that there will be when I'm still breathing.

Because I'm so much older than the children with my disease, the doctors in America are harder on me. They're also very much against my old doctors for not realizing how sick I was. My new doctor, Dr. Jamie, was basically trash talking them the whole time when I was getting my lung volume measurement. It got extremely annoying, so I decided to have some fun.

"Ascoltare signora, vorrei sinceramente grati se volesse chiudere la bocca e in realtà vedere se ho intenzione di morire presto. Dio, alcuni americani sono così arrogante e maleducato."(Listen lady, i would sincerely appreciate if you would shut your mouth and actually see if I'm going to die soon. God, some Americans are so arrogant and impolite) I said, smiling a little mischievously.

"Um, sorry sweetie, I don't speak Spanish." She answered, looking very confused.

Seriously lady??? "It's not Spanish. Its Italian." I said exasperatedly.

"My mistake." She mumbled.

I really didn't like this doctor.

When I finally got to go home, I was exhausted.

"Mom, can we go back to Florence? I hate it here. Plus, there's no point in getting treatment here, I'm gonna die anyway." I said as I got into the car.

"Bianca. Stop that." My mom answered, glaring at me.

"It's the truth mom." I mumbled.

"Stop thinking like that. We're not leaving, and you're not going to die."

I sighed. She didn't understand at all. I told her that there was no cure, but she just keeps hoping that something will change. Sadly, I know that it won't.