I woke up laying in a hospital bed, hooked up to IV's and a heart monitor. I was terrified. I yelled for my mom. when she wwalked in I could tell she had been crying. She quickly came to give me a hug. I asked her what was going on, why was I here, what happened? She sat down, took a deep breath and said, you could've died. We found you laying on the kitchen floor, you were unconscious. Honey, you scared us so badly. She said. But mom, I don't remember! I said very loudly. Sshh honey, be considerate to the other patients. I rolled my eyes. Honey, Were sending you to a rehab center. We need to get you under control, the doctors already recommended a few. You're going to start on Tuesday. Suddenly I felt my heart drop, and I got a huge lump in my throat. They couldn't do that. No way. I wouldn't let them. I began to scream, As loud as I possibly could. The doctors ran in, and put a shot in my arm, I'm guessing it was a calming agent. The last thing I remember seeing was my mom crying into my stepdads shoulder.
