Gone

Chapter 19

I feel my bed roll quickly through the hallways. We suddenly turned into a new room I hadn't been in yet. A nurse strapped a blue sparkly mask onto my face.  

"Just breathe and relax" she said.  

I started to breathe in a rootbeer smelling scent. I saw everyone spinning. My eyelids became heavy as I started to drift off to sleep... 

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I wake up in my original hospital room. I feel a little dizzy. I wipe my hands on my face, and run my fingers through my hair. A sudden shock of pain ran through me. I touch my hair again and feel a hard long scar, that the middle of my head.  

"Kate, how are you doing?" the doctor asked as he suddenly walked in.  

"I'm okay." I reply back. 

"Your surgery went well, but there were a few defects." 

My heart dropped to the floor. 

"Whaa-t kind o-ff defects?" I stuttered nervously.  

"Kate, the doctor sighed, this difficult to explain, but you will no longer be able to be physically active, you will need to take a lot of medicine, and will need constant supervision. If you are active, your body won't be able to support you, and you'll collapse, and probably die. If you walk longer distances, such as, shopping at the mall, you need to use an electric scooter. I'm sorry." 

I felt heat in my eyes and the tears started to roll down my face. I try to blink them away, but it didn't work. 

"Can I grow out of this effect? Like become better?"

" Um, yes, but there is a very low chance of that, some people's brains, are strong enough other's aren't. I'm very sorry Kate, but on the bright side, I have a surprise for you." 

Three familiar faces charged through the door, the three people I wanted to see most. Mom, dad, and Maria. 

"MOM! DAD! MARIA!" I wailed. 

They came and hugged me so hard I thought I would burst. All three of them started to cry, like me. 

"Kaate, you had me worrriedd sicck!" mom cried. 

I just sat and cried tears of sadness, and happiness. 

"What happened baby?" my dad said. 

I spilled everything, even the things I imagined im my coma. My mom covered her face with her hands and started to weep violently.  

"Its okay mom, its all over." I say.