the man who steps into Australia

Newborn with Autism

June 23rd, 2012,

Just before that day came along, my mom be were driving over to the nearest hospital, which's essentially a 15 minutes drive from home and thanks to my dad being the 'blessed one' in the family, we were lucky enough to find an unused parking space not so long after we passed through the security check at the corner side of the road and fortunately, it didn't take long enough for us to cross it but what did take a pretty long time was when my dad had to analyze his driving by driving over and over to make sure if he had perfectly parked the car at the exact spot between the two sidelines that limited the space in each and every parking spot since we didn't wanna be selfish for taking more space than what we're supposed to since there are other people who still coming here but we also wanna get hurry. Afterwards, my dad started carrying my mom on her lap step by step but my dad didn't rush because he was afraid what the consequences would've brought her into since her condition state was pretty weak at one point that her face started to melt as she was sweating more and more, her face looked quite paler than what she causally looked like when  on the outside and kinda dead on the inside, both legs could hardly move a step at all at the same time she started to sweat crazy like a rabid dog. And you probably thinking "Oh my God, aren't you going to do something back there?" Well I would though if my dad had simply allowed me to carry her along to speed things up a little bit even though my size was only half of them but I didn't give a shit about sizes and could still help but he still yet to accept my respectful demand and that's another thing about my dad, he always thought he could simply lift everything up himself just to prove he's the tough guy in the family and I was such a weak tit and while it's mostly true since I rarely do any other exercise beside biking and PE at school but it also stressed me out at that point as she started to moan in pain.

We were desperate of getting a doctor or a nurse right away without completing the paper form at first but as we were still halfway through it outside, there's already a nurse who suddenly ran into us with a wheelchair folded open once she reached to our spot, my dad thanked her obviously before she phrased out "No problem, I was already expecting you will come but not in this kind of situation. We need to hurry!"

Even though we mostly thought about following her as she rushed her to the operating room but along the way, I could hear my dad as I was next to him while running and holding the handle of her wheelchair at the same time he asked the nurse. "Pardon me but what exactly by 'expecting us' I mean we haven't even completed any forms yet," "Oh no see, your wife just contacted me yesterday and I'm a friend of her so I sent the forms via her email and once she completed it last night, I already set for a schedule last night." "Oh thank you again,"
She kinda take the no problem replied in a quick saying because we're still running before we finally made our way to the surgery room that was on the second floor with several surgical doctors already waiting in the room.

In the meantime, my dad and I were personally told to wait outside so we sat on one of those hospital bench next to each other and it was just the two of us alone waiting on the bench and just a few seconds after, our heads jerked over to the side once the crying sound of my mom's screaming and moaning had stopped in an instant. For awhile there, I got bore after I kept pressing my ass at the bench while listening to the same silent and also a lot of muffled voice going on in the surgery room so being a curious kid and all at that age about what the baby will look like so after I managed to sneakily passed through my dad, mostly because he's been pretty much equipped chatting with his co worker on the phone ever since we started sitting in that bench. When my face was currently pressing against the huge glass which apparently had not been closed for some reason even though I just saw the curtains on both sides from the corner side of my eye and what's even more odd was that they never noticed me watching them the whole time against of their eyes were mainly locked on my mom and even by looking from afar, I could see my mom's clothes had been completely stripped away and changed to one of those patient dress and judging from her face expression being completely straight standard, almost like a Padme Amidala memorial scene before I soon realized she was sleeping once I upper my head a little bit .... I did, I could see my mom not so far at the back but it's hardly enough to see her view as damn clear as it could due to the bright reflection of the glass window given by one of the shitty wall light from the other end and also what I could count as 5 surgical doctors constantly walking into each other before they surrounded most of her side, including her head her view and apparently, after growing tired of standing in the same position where I could barely see my mom through it so I started moving over from side to side. Once I was able to get to the scale view where there're less light reflection and not too much doctor to see, by then, I immediately leaned over my sight to see my mom lying down at the same position as she was before on her bed, wearing her recently changed blue dotted patient dress with her legs bend on her knees as she began struggling to raise her head up to greet at me with a wave hand and while completely unaware that I've been watching her from the side where I could see her bottomless ass exposing dress before it was quickly blocked by two doctors who are both holding surgical tools like scissors and you know those kind of things that they would use during a pregnancy surgery but not a moment too soon after waving back at her, I started to grow a bit concern about my mother's behavior as her head dropped down very quickly and then her face immediately changed to a more painful expression. Concerned and a bit terrified but once I moved slightly over to the left and by the time I finally got a full straight look of her entire length body, screaming while sufficiently began harrasing on the bed while from what I could still see well, even from the bright reflection one of the few surgical doctors who weren't doing anything with her ass and was 100% sure she's female were trying to comfort her by talking to her in advise while repeatedly kept padding on her firm holding as she began to breath heavily while growling at the same time. Still curious to know why she acted that way but since I didn't want to move over again so instead, I decided to just slightly turn my head around to the right and may have done a bit of moving my legs as well and I immediately oversaw things to which I've never seen before.

Everything, from the beginning the doctors began dragging the baby out from her vagina from its head and toes along with the resulted blood covering all over the baby's nude body and the umbilical cord still attached from my mother's bloody ass to her belly button. It was a bone chilling moment, indeed until it made my whole body shivering in fear seeing as the baby started moving its mouth for the first time once it fully got out followed by the sound of her crying, which could be heard loudly through the glass before she later started making weird movement with her tiny and gross bloody hands and feets, looking like as if she wanted to grab onto something-probably back to my mother's vagina, I thought-but what definitely disgusted me the most was when I saw the doctor cut the umbilical cord from her belly button and at that point, I didn't know why the hell I never sealed my eyes and momently kept paying attention to it. But later on, as she went on and on to continue crying and moving her hands and feets around for like a few second before the doctor proceeded on carrying her someplace else but I couldn't tell where they're going to exactly since the two curtain that was hanging on both sides of the window I was pressing my face against had been slide closed just recently.

Standing stiff for few moment I was, tempted by the cowardly fear,

And while asking myself why did life have to be so horribly disgusting after repeatedly kept thinking about the previous event over and over again for some reason until I was left frozen in disturb. Meanwhile, my dad didn't even notice a thing I was going through because he had apparently been chatting with his co-worker, I might guess the whole time-as to the most activities that he's done when he's not at work-and while he was still chatting, I started to experience this sick feeling in my stomach like I was about to vomit or something but before I could determine it very precise, I already asked my dad to direct me to the restroom with no reason to tell because he might feel worry if I said it and with no questions asked, he started holding me tight in my hand while acted out like he was panic or something even though I never told him why when he started charging over everybody until shortly after we found one but before I could even put my hand on the doorknob, I told him to wait outside and he did it without hesitation by leaning against the wall next to the door I was heading to.

Inside the restroom, it was quite smelly but in a good way and by the time I arrived, there were only three men in there before one had decided to open the door and left just as I was about to step in ever further. Anywho, with no time to waste, I desperately started looking for an unoccupied toilet and when I found one at the very corner left, I quickly opened the toilet seat and with my both hand leaning on both side of it, I immediately opened my mouth and ready to puke but since only a little amount of vomit got out, I first started wandering if I was sick and once I assumed I didn't, I started raising my whole body up. When suddenly the sick feeling in my stomach came back to me and since I couldn't handle another sorts of it, so I had no other choice but to start forcing it to go out by punching myself in the stomach a few times before I actually puke something out and immediately when the vomit spilled onto the center hole, I looked down to see all sorts of different food variants that I've digested in my stomach before I started barfing again and again and again, everytime I looked at that chunk amount of recent yellow egg liquid, but mostly corn.... just went out
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