As we walk in I feel the drop of temperature. Another reason why I hate hospitals- it's always cold. Of course the first things you see when you walk in is nurses, motion sensor hand sanitizer dispensers, and the seats for patients. And then there's the smell. The smell of the wooden tongue things, hand sanitizer, and bleach. Oh the sounds; the sounds of the front desk lady clicking her pen, the other people in there coughing, and the pitter patter of anxious feet (of course that was just me.)
As my mom signs in my aunt comes over and tries to cheer me up. She always has someway to make me smile. Sometimes I think it's more like embarrassing me. I wonder what she's going to say?
"You're such a beautiful girl. I'll be on your side the whole time with your mom." Oh so that's how she's going to cheer me up. All I do is roll my eyes.
"What's going to happen today?" I question.
"Well that's for the doctor to decide." I forgot she was the nurse.
"Are they going to hurt me?"
"No sweetie I would never let that happen."
Soon we go into the elevator to the fifth floor. As we go up each floor my anxiety starts to build. My mom tells me to calm down but I can't. My mind runs wild with thoughts of what could happen. Soon the elevator beeps and I quickly leap out the elevator. My nerves seem to chill until I realize that I was closer to doom then ever.(but not really it just felt like that.) As we walked to the next room I can feel sweat running down my back. My mom made me sit down until the doctor came.
Tap
Tap
Tap tap
Tap
Tap
Tap tap
My tapping continue. It would go faster and faster as my anxiety built up inside me. Soon my mom came over and calmed me down. Then the doctor came over.
"We'll see you now Ms.Rosey."
