After about 15 minutes everyone was sound asleep and so was I. We woke up full of energy and ate breakfast. My mom had a few more things to pack up. We had to wait for her in the car. As soon as my mom came my dad turned the car on and we started the trip.
As I sat there for two days, I wondered what the house was going to look like, what the neighbors would be like, and how the schools were. I never had to think of these things before. Two days later, my parents came and picked me up. On the way to my new home, my parents explained that it was not like the house we previously lived in. That statement scared me because I did not want to live in a smaller house nor did I want to share a room with either of my sisters.
I was told my mother was on her way and would meet me there. The two words, "Emergency Room" made me think football might be over, When we finally arrived at the hospital; the paramedics took me to an empty bed where my Mom was already waiting. I have never like hospitals, everyone always sounds like they are going to die and the constant long drawn out beeps from the heart monitors always going off. The smell in the hospital didn’t help either. The nurse came in with a needle that in my memory looked long enough to go through my arm.
The hotel we stayed at was not even three minutes away from the main entrance. That morning Aidan had us all up by six so we could get there and spend as much time as we needed there. We paid the parking fee and walked probably two miles to where we first could see the mountain. “This is like nothing I have ever seen!”, said Maddie. There was a gift shop and a place to get food.
When we were going there or got I woke up for 2 seconds and passed out again for the rest of the night. My mom took me in, and I got my stitches under my eyebrow. The doctor gave her something so she can take out my stitches. I didn’t know how it looked like when we got home. When I woke up I was shocked because I didn’t know what happened last night.
When we found our bus it was like this big coach bus and the seats were soooooo comfortable. When the bus started driving the bus had other people on it of course so it had to drop all of those people to their hotel so
I had many questions but no words to put them in. I was shown to my room and I sat down on the single bed with a bedside table beside it as I took in my surroundings. The light blue painted walls were decorated with numerous picture frames and a few painting and drawings here and there. A large window behind my bed showed me what looked like a playground with a swing and small jungle gym. To the right of the entrance stood an oak table with chipboard on it balanced against the wall and a black chair.
I kissed my kids goodbye and hugged them tightly, not knowing if I would ever see them again. I thought my world was ending, I never thought I would have to say goodbye to them, and I couldn’t get enough hugs and kisses from them. I told them how much I loved them and I promised to come back to them, and when I did, I was going to be much better. I thought about my family throughout the day, and kept telling myself I was going doing this for them. After arriving at the hospital at 6 a.m., I was prepped and taken to pre-op, where I had to wait for my doctors to take my back.
If anyone looked at me they would think I am an ordinary college student. I wake up every morning wishing to get a couple more seconds of sleep. I make my way to school I listen, I learn, I make my way back home and I study, or depending on the day I go to work. Some days are as simple and relaxing as these, but some are not. Some days I wish to get hours of sleep, I can sleep for 9 hours and still manage to not want to get out of bed.
As I looked out the window there was still people moving out there things out of their dorm and as I blinked I noticed that my roommate was helping the other student with his clothes and books. I thought to myself how awesome they're going to enjoy their thanksgiving break. I was steady checking the window to see if anybody would turn and look in the shower, but I guess it wasn't making people realize I was there or somebody to acknowledge me here but instead it was empty and depressing outside. I would look around and only see the lonely park where everybody goes to read, that really made me think about life and all the situations i'm in and had going on. It was getting dark outside so I decided I could use a hot shower.