"My dear, Keshia, my flight kept on being delayed. I rented a car and my phone battery was dead. I wanted to arrive as soon as possible so I didn't want to stop. Any news? How's my son?"
Nathan's mom was always grounded and calm. The typical example of someone who followed their head rather than their heart. Deep down she was probably as shaken up as Keshia but on the outside; it'd be hard to tell. She could almost appear cold.
"I have great news, Alexandra, I left you tons of messages. He's awake! We can't see him for the moment. They want to run some more tests tomorrow. You don't need to stay here. You can go rest at the house; I'll give you the keys. I'll call you as soon as I hear more."
"Keshia, honey, I can tell you're exhausted. Nathan is my son. I'll be more than happy to stay at the hospital and watch over him. You go home and get some sleep. Nathan needs you strong and rested."
"Yes, but..."
"No buts, Keshia. Go home. Wait for my call or come back in a few hours. I can assure you, I'll let you know if anything comes up."
"Thanks, Alexandra."
There was no arguing with Alexandra. This was both good and bad. Keshia used to feel very little in her presence. Now it wasn't so bad. They hugged and Keshia left the hospital. On her way out, she bumped into Graham.
"Keshia, are you okay? Have you slept at all in the last 48 hours?"
"No, not really. I haven't been home yet."
"Let me drive you. You could definitely use a time out. I haven't heard from you all night. How's Nathan?"
"Well apparently he's awake. I was not allowed to see him yet. They need to run some tests this morning."
"That's good news. He's made it through the worst."
"I doubt it. What about brain damage? Imagine if he's in a vegetative state? Or if he regresses and ends up like a child? I don't think I could deal with it."
"Please, Keshia....Take it one day at a time. You love Nathan, he loves you. You will overcome anything.
There's your stop. I'll go back to the hospital in case there's anything."
"My mother in law is already there....I don't want to be alone. Will you stay a moment please?"
Graham hesitated. Keshia was in a fragile mental state and he didn't want something similar to what happened the other night to repeat itself. But he also understood her need of not being alone.
"Sure. I'll make you a herbal tea and make sure you go to bed."
"Thanks, Graham."
Learning the Errors in Our Ways
9 years ago
8 comments:
Why do we always have to beg and ask when the next post will be?
you have been deleted......
SCREW THIS
you kinda suck
Sorry about the silence. I see it's been almost a month since my last post. I've been debating over whether or not I should finish this blog. I have a lot more to attend to but I guess it wouldn't be fair to end
without a "real" wrap up.
The next posts will probably be irregular and yes, may take up to a month. Bare with me if you wish, if not, it's been a fun ride. Thanks! ;)
P"S.: To Anonymous no.1, kinda sorry, I wasn't into it much lately that and lacking time.
As for the other two, well, for the first one, I'm finding it interesting that you care to let me know, sorry if I don't.
As for the last one, learn something called constructive criticism. Nobody's holding a gun to your head (hope so) to read this blog. And nobody holding one against mine or obviously, I'd be writing more.
Check out the other blogs on my favorite list. And 'til the next post; take care. ;)
Wow, that was such a very nice way to respond to anonymous idiots, Caroline. :-)
This is your blog, and you should be able to post whenever you want to. And people will read if they really want to :-)
I agree with the comments. In all fairness of your readers, it would be nice if you posted once in awhile and state you are busy or bored with it. Then readers know where you are coming from.
In one of your posts, you commented it was almost a month and where did the time go.
It's frustrating to your loyal readers(yes I am loyal).
i will hang tight and wait it out!
Ok. I'm writing a new post now. Hoping to publish it later tonight if all goes well...Fingers crossed. ;) I don't mean to let anyone down but...well, I'm a messed up girl so everything around suffers when I'm in one of those bizarro overwhelmed mood with work not helping. ;)
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