"Mack, continue the story about the fire, other then Jennifer, who was their?" Sandy asks me as we walk back down stairs.
"Mom, Doctor Hannah, A bunch of nurses, they all made it out of their safety." I say as we sit back down on the floor. "Owen was their too. He didn't come out of the hospital for a long time. It's a miracle he's alive."
"Why was he at the hospital?" Sandy asks me, while drawing on a napkin from the hospital cafeteria.
"His dad had a stroke, so he came to see him." I say.
Sandy looks up from the napkin. "Did his dad survive?"
"I don't know. Probably not." I say quietly.
Sandy goes back to drawing. "Anything wrong with Owen?"
"Bad burn going down his arm, that's all I know of though." I reply, grabbing a napkin from the table behind us and drawing on it. I draw the strange parallel I was in during the surgery. Where I could choose life and death. Then death seemed appealing. Now death seems terrible.
"Whats that?" Sandy says, pointing to my drawing.
I question if I should tell her about the parallel. Now thinking back on it, I would choose life in a heart beat. This story makes me sound like a terrible person. But what if I truly am? "Nothing."
"Well, it's gotta be something." She says, examining the drawing.
I shake my head. "Nothing important." I really don't want to tel her what I thought during the surgery. Right now, I take it all back. "Should we go visit Owen? His test is probably over." I say, trying to change the subject.
"Okay"
We wonder around the small hospital, looking for the room Owen's in. We reach a small room on the main floor. "I think this one's it." I say as we come near it.
"Why?" Sandy asks me, trying to look through the window.
I can tell by how this room is smaller than most rooms. "Owen only got burned. It was a bad burn, but other than that he doesn't need any surgery's. They would need a bigger room for that. This is the only small room on this floor. I'm pretty sure it's his."
"Sound's valid." She shrugs. Just as we are about to walk inside, Doctor Hannah rushes up to me.
"Macbeth, we let you relax for a bit and catch up, but now we need to test you to see if the surgery worked." She says in a panic. Like last night when they decided to do the surgery. "Quickly!"
I nod, and follow Doctor Hannah to an operation room. "Bye Sandy! Visit again?"
"Of course. See ya" She says, and walks away.
Doctor Hannah and I go upstairs to a office. "I though I was taking a test?" I say as I sit down.
"First, we need to explain to you what happened last night." Doctor Hannah says. The same Nurses that did the surgery on me last night are there, along with the Doctor. The only person missing is Jennifer.
"Last night, near the end of the surgery, you were dying. We figured that the main parts of the surgery were complete, so we decided to stop the surgery in order to save you." A Nurse says. The same Nurse that was at Jennifer's operation room. I decide to call her Leah. "After we stopped the surgery, you wouldn't wake up. We figured to leave you alone and check later to see if you had started to wake up."
"That's when the fire started." I say quietly.
Doctor Hannah nods. "We still are not certain what started it. But now, we need to test you to see if the surgery worked, or if it was useless."
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Safe & Sound
Non-FictionI have Anxiety. A horrible nightmare that you can never wake up from. A hell that your constantly stuck in, damned there for no sin you have committed. Once day, the Anxiety slowly leaves my mind and body, but it is replaced with something much, mu...