I hung up the phone and began to cry. All I could do was look at how weak he looked.
After the crying ceased, I began to feel faint and dizzy. Was this just an illusion? What was happening to me? The next thing I knew I was being lifted up to a gurney and rolled out of Jake’s room. My eyes jolted open and I sat up trying to get off the gurney but I had no energy I was frozen. All I could do was to struggle.
I woke up to find my mom sitting in a chair that was placed in the far corner of the room next to the window.
“Hey sweety you're finally awake. How are you feeling?” she got up from the chair and sat on the bed next to my feet.
I reached up to my forehead where I felt a bandage.
“You had to get stitches for the gash you got in the accident.” she said sympathetically.
As I became more aware of my surroundings I started to panic
and ask questions. “Where is jake? How is he? Has he woken
up yet?” as I quickly sat up.
“He is stable but he hasn’t shown any sign of movement. I'm sorry sweetie!” I started to cry. I don’t know why I kept crying. I was being such a wimp.
“Good Morning Kaitlyn. How are you feeling morning?” the
doctor said as he entered the room.
“I'm doing better than Jake apparently” I said with anger
“We are doing the best we can to help him” he replied as if that would make me feel comforted.
“Obviously you aren’t. If you were doing everything you could do he would be better!” I got up from the bed and walked out of the my room to the room where jake laid helpless and frail.
Looking at the state he was in brought tears to my eyes.
* How could this happen?
Why him?
He didn’t deserve to be put in this position.
He was always helping others and doing good deeds. He would never
hurt a fly.
What did he do to deserve this? *
He was attached to many tubes that helped him breath. he had
IV’s in his arm and hand. One of them was giving him blood
because he had lost a lot in the accident. The other one was
giving him nutrients that kept his body from shutting down.
He had a cloth that wrapped around his head and he had a
neck brace. His body was covered in a hard white suit that
covered his body from his shoulders to his feet.
He had never looked so weak and helpless. He was always self dependent. He always wanted to do things by himself but now he had to depend on others because he wasn’t able to do it himself.
I heard footsteps behind me that made me turn around. It was
the doctor. I turned to face him “Kaitlyn please go back to
