I look between the two of them. Oh man the two of them are having a stare down. I can feel the tension rising between them. Dr. Michael is about to challenge mom back when the P.A. system called to him.
"Dr. Michael you are needed in the emergency room, Dr. Michael you are needed in an emergency room" says the P. A. lady. She sounded like on of those robotic voices that are used in all TV shows or movies. Actually she sounded like she hated her job, I would probably hate it too. The Doctor looked away from my mom and down at his watch. I could hear him curse silently.
"Well, since i am late for another appointment we'll have to take this up at a later time. But you will have to schedule a follow up appointment so we can check on how you daughter is healing. And again I strongly suggest that she start going to a therapy appointment of some sort before school starts again so that she will be able to cope with her surroundings." Dr. Michael said then he turned and left before my mother could talk back to him. I look over at my mom and I can see her boiling with anger by the way she was glaring at the doctor walking away from my room. She turns over to me and gives me the same look that she gave the doctor.
"This is all your fault you know. Can't you be normal like all the rest of the kids? All of my co-workers have normal kids and I don't. I'm stuck with the loser kid who gave up his dreams of going Yale so that he can stay at home with his worthless sister who can't seem to stay out of the hospital." she says to me.
Even if i spoke to this women who calls herself my mother, i wouldn't. I am so horrified at what she said to me. I don't even think I can think. I flash back to my dream. This is what is starting to tie me to the ground. The thing that I can't seem to get away from no matter where i turn. I really am worthless. I just want to feel like i did in the end of my dream. Where I was worm and felt safe from this hurtful world.
"Lets get out of this waste of space," my mom says while she grabs my arm again. I only go forward because she is pulling me along. I am on auto pilot mode. I just want to go home and see charlie. I need him so bad right now. I think I might actually die if I don't. Mom pulls me through the elevator and all the way down in to the parking lot. She opens my door and pushes me in. I look over to where she had her grip on my arm. There were angry red marks all the way around my arm. But it's ok it'll just mix in with all of my other bumps and bruises.
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"Dr. Michael you are needed in the emergency room, Dr. Michael you are needed in an emergency room" says the P. A. lady. She sounded like on of those robotic voices that are used in all TV shows or movies. Actually she sounded like she hated her job, I would probably hate it too. The Doctor looked away from my mom and down at his watch. I could hear him curse silently.
"Well, since i am late for another appointment we'll have to take this up at a later time. But you will have to schedule a follow up appointment so we can check on how you daughter is healing. And again I strongly suggest that she start going to a therapy appointment of some sort before school starts again so that she will be able to cope with her surroundings." Dr. Michael said then he turned and left before my mother could talk back to him. I look over at my mom and I can see her boiling with anger by the way she was glaring at the doctor walking away from my room. She turns over to me and gives me the same look that she gave the doctor.
"This is all your fault you know. Can't you be normal like all the rest of the kids? All of my co-workers have normal kids and I don't. I'm stuck with the loser kid who gave up his dreams of going Yale so that he can stay at home with his worthless sister who can't seem to stay out of the hospital." she says to me.
Even if i spoke to this women who calls herself my mother, i wouldn't. I am so horrified at what she said to me. I don't even think I can think. I flash back to my dream. This is what is starting to tie me to the ground. The thing that I can't seem to get away from no matter where i turn. I really am worthless. I just want to feel like i did in the end of my dream. Where I was worm and felt safe from this hurtful world.
"Lets get out of this waste of space," my mom says while she grabs my arm again. I only go forward because she is pulling me along. I am on auto pilot mode. I just want to go home and see charlie. I need him so bad right now. I think I might actually die if I don't. Mom pulls me through the elevator and all the way down in to the parking lot. She opens my door and pushes me in. I look over to where she had her grip on my arm. There were angry red marks all the way around my arm. But it's ok it'll just mix in with all of my other bumps and bruises.
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