I paced the halls, my teeth biting nervously on my thumb nail. I hated hospitals. I've been in way too many in my lifetime and I was sick of them.
First my dad, then me for my own fuckups, then my mom, now... my youngest daughter. I clenched my teeth and shook my head as I tried not to let myself get stuck in my thoughts. Positive vibe is what I should be trying to give out into the universe. Rosie was fine, she was okay. She probably had an allergic reaction to the cake or something. She was still breathing so.. she's fine.
"Y/nn?" I hummed lowly, my feet still pacing the halls and roaming the white tiles. "I- I think you should sit down." Vanessa said.
"Can't." I mumbled. "Makes me think, I gotta move." I responded before moving to my other thumb once I realized I was about to start chewing my skin off.
Everyone was here basically. Vanessa came but Neels stayed back at the house with the twins. Dana also came and gave me a hug before offering to watch the twins as well.
Vivian, Nylah, Ellie. They all came and was staying in the waiting room, giving me some space. It's been maybe two hours, nearing two and a half since we've arrived and I haven't gotten any word yet. I couldn't tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Was it good in a way that she was still.. here. Or bad that they still had to work on her.
I wish they would just tell me something. Its been two hours. I dropped my hands and shook them out as I felt my body wavering with a sudden shock of numbness. I crouched down and dropped my head in my hands as I took in slow and deep breaths to prevent having an attack right now. I had to be strong, I had to have faith.
"Baby," I heard her sweet melodic voice and instantly I raised up. Her eyes were clouded with sadness and she dropped her backpack before immediately wrapping me in a hug. "I came as soon as I could."
"Thank you." I whispered softly, my voice cracking. I lowered my head into her neck and felt a sense of safety come over me as she held me silently, knowing exactly what I needed right now. Just a hug.
She walked us to a chair and sat down, turning to face me as she continued to hold me while rubbing my back.
"Family of Rosie Y/ln?" My head immediately raised and I shot up, speeding to the doctor who held a clipboard. "Hi, I'm Doctor Martinez. What is your relation to the patient?" She asked softly.
"I'm her mother." I said, subconsciously wringing my hands together. "I-is she okay?"
I saw the flash in her eyes and knew everything wouldn't be as peachy as I hoped. "If you would like to sit down-"
"No. Please just tell me." I nearly begged and I felt Alexa slip her hand into mine.
Doctor Martinez nodded softly and glanced at the clipboard before raising her head, speaking, "We've run some test and found a small benign tumor in her frontal lobe," I let out a weak breath and shook my head. "But luckily it it a grade one so with proper treatment, it's highly curable."
"Is she in any pain? Is she awake?" I subtly squeezed Alexa's hand as my heart pumped rapidly. A brain tumor? Did I miss any signs??
"We put her into a medicated sleep while running the tests but she should be up soon. You can visit but only two at a time please." I nodded and looked at Alexa who slightly lifted my hand and pressed a kiss to it. "Will you come with me?"
"Of course."
We walked down the quiet halls until we entered the ICU lobby and I felt sick to my stomach, knowing why they put patients in this part of the hospital. Alexa rested her head on my shoulder as walked, her lips pressing against the crook of my neck. "Be positive." I nodded and focused on being positive like she said.
