Dad's P.O.V.
7:52 p.m.
I have arrived at the hospital.
Should I go in? I don't want to.
But I have to.
No turning back now.
Actually I could. It'd be fairly simple. Just put the car in reverse and leave. I could just avoid this. Couldn't I? No, I wouldn't be able to. I'm too far into it. Not necessarily physically but mentally.
I walk through the doors and feel that tight, constraining feeling.
I hate hospitals.
Something about them makes me just hate them.
Sure they save people, but come on, when you wake up do you really want to be surrounded by a light blue or white room with tubes and wires all around you? And with nurses and doctors inspecting you like a specimen?
I prefer the kid rooms over this. At least they have colorful rainbows and butterflies in them.
Maybe I hate hospitals because of how often I would visit them.
I would go with Emily for her pregnancy checks and things.
And then when Jamie fell down the stairs and had to get stitches.
And when I drove into a tree.
And, and, and...
Maybe this is why everyone hates hospitals- because they only come here when bad things happen.
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