Sun On Sunday

Chapter Five

I am starting to notice a recurring pattern from waking up in the hospital; there is always silence. I made an attempt to sit up. Unlike the other two attempts from yesterday, this attempt succeeded. I propped myself up against the pillows. 

I looked around the room. There was not much to it. All of the sympathy gifts were still in the corner. All of the balloons, stuffed animals, and flowers. There was only one bouquet of flowers that seemed to still be in pristine condition. All of the other bouquets were either wilting or already dead. Only one bouquet of pink roses was still perfect. Ironically, those just so happen to be my favorite.

Flowers can truly make you think. When flowers do not have the necessary requirements, they die sooner. It's exactly the same thing with any living thing that is classified in the animal kingdom. Without the proper nutrients, we can not live for as long as we are intended. It is amazing how similar the plant kingdom and animal kingdoms are. We both need food, water, and air to live. However, we have multiple differences as well.

 Just as I was about to launch into the differences, someone walked into my hospital room. It was Eiden.

"Hi Sunday," Eiden said as he walked over to my bed. He sat down on the right side of my bed before continuing. "How are you feeling?"

"Okay. I am better than I was yesterday. Plus, I am actually able to sit up today so that is a good sign," I said.

"Yes it is a very good sign. Did dad ever get back to Doctor Rivera?" Eiden asked.

"I am not sure. I just woke up a few minutes ago so I have not talked to anyone. Anyone except you of course." I smiled up at my big brother. It's amazing how Eiden never ceased to help me, even after I was diagnosed with epilepsy. He would always ask me if there was anything I needed, such as an extra pillow or something to eat. He would always help me if I was struggling with my school work.

I remember in sixth grade, I had an essay due the next day that I completely forgot about. I went into Eiden's room at around ten o clock at night. I asked Eiden if he could help me write my essay. He said do not worry about it and wrote the entire essay for me. I got a one hundred on it. I still have not finished thanking him for it, even though he says that it is no bother at all.

"I will go find dad. I came straight to your room since I was not able to see you yesterday. I also wanted to drop this off by you." Eiden brought his left hand away from behind his back. In his hand he was clutching a marble notebook. On the cover, it said 'Sunday's Diary, DO NOT TOUCH!' "I know it is not much, but I heard that you forgot everything that happened before that seizure occurred. I do not want you forgetting any other important events in your life, in case anything else occurs. I just want you to be able to write in here and have a collection of your memories." He handed me a package of different color pens. "I know you prefer different color ink so I had to pick up a package of pens. Like I said before, I know it is not much but I hope you like it."

"Thank you so much Eiden. It is perfect." I sat up to give Eiden a hug. He stood up and hugged me. He placed the notebook on my hospital bed. As I went to give Eiden a hug, I used more strength than I realized I had. I fell back into the pillows and started coughing. 

"I will be right back. I am going to get dad." 

I was not able to say anything, for Eiden was already out the door. I started feeling a little light headed as well. I immediately knew that I was having a seizure. Nausea swelled in my stomach. I grabbed the notebook so I had something to squeeze to try and calm down.

My dad came running in with Doctor Rivera right behind him. Eiden was in tow of the two of them. 

"Sunday has to go into surgery right away," Doctor Rivera said. "Eiden, go down to the office you found your father and I talking in. The other doctor in the room is part of the team of doctors working on Sunday's surgery. Let him know that she is going into surgery right now. Make sure he knows to get the other doctors working on the surgery as well." Eiden took off running towards the office. 

My dad and Doctor Rivera started wheeling my bed out of the hospital room. The last thing that I remember before I passed out was my grip on the blank notebook.