What Just Happend?

Again?

June 2, 2008

        I was in a hospital bed when I woke up, but it wasn't the same one I was in before.  It was a completely different room.  This time there were six or seven doctors surrounding me.

        "She's waking up!" the first doctor whispered.

        "Where am I?" I questioned.

        "Oh right! Emily, you are in the Intensive Care Unit of CHOP,' The first doctor said.

        "What does CHOP mean?" I asked. I don't know why, but for some reason I felt really stupid asking that question.

        "CHOP stands for Children's Hospital of Philadelphia,"the second doctor said.

        "Where is my family?" I asked.

        "Oh, I will get them!" the third doctor said.  She walked into another room. She then came back with my sister and my mom.

        "Hi Mom!" I said. 

        "Emily, sweetheart, are you alright?" my mom questioned very concerned.

        "Yea, I'm fine, I just want to know what happened to me this time," I replied like this had been a normal thing.

        "Doctor, please tell my daughter what's wrong, I don't have the heart to," my mom said.

        Uh - oh. When my mom doesn't have the heart to tell me something, I knew something had to be up.

        "Emily, you had a seizure yesterday. Since you had a seizure less than 24 hours after the heart attack the only conclusion is that they will happen frequently," the first doctor said as he started tearing up.

        At that point my mom, my sister, the doctor and I were crying our eyes out.  I was trying to think of the reason why God would do this to me.  There are hundreds of billions or people on the Earth and out of everyone, he chose me. I don't understand what I did to deserve this.  We have all experienced a situation SIMILAR to this, but nowhere near the same.  You might deal with a missing shoe when you are running late to the bus or you're missing your phone charger when you really need your phone and it's dead.  NOT ME.  I had a heart attack two days ago and now I am going to have frequent seizures.  I am only sixteen!  Okay I need to calm down.

        "Doctor, can I take a nap? I'm a little bit tired," I said politely.

        "Sure, take your time recovering from all of this chaos, you have a lot on your plate right now," the first doctor said. Then everyone left the room.

        I just lied there staring at the ceiling, I mean, what else could I do? I didn't have anything better to do. I even bored myself to sleep.

Now

Man, I was in store for something crazy to happen at that place.........just you wait.