Out of the flames

Entry #1.

Dear Diary,

That's a good way is starting right? That's how everyone else starts it but I hope my diary won't be as boring as the one our English teacher assigns us every holiday which pretty much ends up with us doing the assignment on the day before school trying to remember what we did on each day through instagram photos. Let's just say the photos of food don't really do much to refresh the memory.

But I digress. Let's go back to the main point. I was given this diary by my shrink as a way to express my emotions or all that Dr. Seuss crap. I know a shrink? I mean you guys have known me for about ten seconds and can already tell that I'm perfectly sane. I mean compared to my brother's I'm a sample of perfect mental health. Speaking of my brothers it's about time you meet them because why avoid the inevitable?

The eldest one is Sage. He's older than me by about three years but he's a total computer geek and working for a multibillion dollar tech company. Just because he's a geek doesn't mean he has no game. He's engaged to a French model who's like the big sister I never had. He's every parents dream for a first born and I couldn't be more proud of calling him a brother.

Up next is Reece who I'm pretty sure thinks he's God's gift to all mankind. The kid has an ego the size of Alaska not that he hasn't earned it. He's a famous rugby player and has gained fans all over especially from girls. What I love the most about him though? He was the first one to introduce me to basketball.

Last but not least is my twin brother Kyle who I absolutely adore. He's sweet and funny and knows just how to make my day. He's captain of the football team at our school but the boy can work miracles in the kitchen. He's yet to find his thing but I'm sure he will.

You know what question pops into my mind when I right about my brother's? What the hell am I doing with my life? Well I do have some achievements you know, like I got all my shots, never had a cavity, cool things like those. Man I'm just tripping. I'm actually pretty awesome. Soon to be valedictorian of my class, I'm also the student body president, basketball captain and head of Dorm 11.

Now why after all those days of leaving you at the bottom of the clutch my best friend bought for me have I decided to use you diary? I guess I actually did need an outlet for my emotions and thoughts while I was stuck in this hospital room.

I remember the pain I had undergone the past three days. I remembered Kyle's worried face looking down on me as I screamed myself hoarse, begging the doctors to do anything to stop the pain. They had tried mild painkillers but they didn't work until they brought out the big guns, morphine. I swear the thing was bad. When it was first injected I felt seriously light headed and then in about three seconds I was dead but the pain didn't stop. I kept waking up to be force fed and then another dose of painkillers was administered leading me to sleep.

I know you have questions and I'll try to answer them. I have this genetic disease called sickle cell anaemia and it sucks big time but the worst time is when the crisis pains are there. Okay you see in a normal person the red blood cells are concave in shape but when you have sickle cell disease they're well shaped like a sickle. So when those sickle shaped red blood cells try to pass through small blood vessels in the bones they can block them leading to the crisis pains.

Man, I feel like a true Biology teacher. So for the past three days I've been living on painkillers while a drip pumps fluid into my veins while taking antibiotics in case the pains were triggered by an infection they haven't found yet.

I shifted on my bed. I had watched the whole Supernatural series and I was now restless. My ADHD always made hospital stays unbearable and I was going crazy. Mix a lot of ADHD with sickle cell anaemia and you get get an unstable personality. My moods changed faster than Kyle's fake accents which he used to impress girls.

The thing that bummed me out the most was my doctor said the one thing I dreaded, "You have to stop playing basketball."

I mean wha...wha...what? I know right? Stop playing basketball? I was sure the guy was taking some of my morphine.

I felt like getting up on his face and being like, "Excuse me, Mr. Too Much Cologne but you have to stop breathing."

In actual fact all I did was let my jaw drop and look at him like some crazed fish.

"Its not permanent," he continued and I breathed out in relief, "Oh thank God."

"Just take a week off to regain your strength but also you can take walks and stuff to keep the body healthy. Also, take about three litres of water per day and you'll be in perfect health Miss...." He said frowning at his chart and I could understand his confusion. The name I used everywhere was AC which stood for April that's-a-whole-other-story. I didn't put it past my idiotic brothers to write the acronym in my file in their panic.

"Its April," I said and he smiled taking time to make corrections on my chart.

"Just one more day of observation and you'll be done," he promised and I beamed at him a chocolatey smile. I had been eating chocolate pudding since my brother had cleared all the jello a few minutes ago when he had been there. 

"Thanks," I muttered and he walked out. Since I was in hospital I hadn't switched on my phone but when I did the thing went crazy. Messages, snaps, pokes, video calls, everything from my classmates and brothers. Most of them were gold wishes but my closest friends didn't focus all their messages on my recovery. Diego, Luke's best friend, complained about how coach was killing them with drills and said that as soon as I was out of the hospital I was treating him to some very much earned frozen yoghurt. Jenny, my best friend, was sensing me memes. Kyle kept updating the list of things he would do to my room after I was gone. Lets just say the knowledge that my telly tubbies collection would meet a fiery death was another reason for me to keep living.

I couldn't help smiling at all these. My friends were intolerable on a good day but Lord if I didn't love them. Don't worry diary, next time you'll meet them.

End of chapter one!!!!! I absolutely loved writing this so I hope you loved reading. Show your love by voting, commenting and sharing this story to other.