Yesterday I was out shopping with my mom, nanny Lisa, and my grandmother when my mom got a phone call from my dad. The panic in her voice let me know something was terribly wrong. He was being rushed to the hospital with a sharp pain in his left side that was tingling. I took off and ran to the food court to meet my grandmother leaving my mom behind. It took us less than thirty mintes to get from the mall in Lafayette to dauterive in new Iberia. When we got to the hospital i walked in to the emergency room in the back, I was NOT expecting what I seen. My oh so strong dad, laying in the hospital bed, all hooked up, not speaking and as white as a ghost. I couldn't even stay in the room I ran out of the hospital crying. Me and my grandmother and grandfather sat in the front of the hospital for about two hours before my mom came get me and told them that they could go home. We sat with my dad for two hours before they would let him go. Finally as he sat up to leave he fell back down in pain, this happened about three times. Around five thirty I was ready to go home I had been there for five hours and I was hungry and bored. One of the nurses told my mom that someone was here to visit my dad. We both had no clue who it was because noone had service in the hospital, so no cellphones. I vollunteered to go see who it was and when I walked out, my boyfriend was walking into the emergency room. I was shocked. Happy too. He took me eat mcdonalds and then brought me back to the hospital. He tried to go see my dad but they wouldn't let him. He wanted to stay with me in the front since they weren't letting anyone in the back, but I insisted he go home and I'd be fine. So he did, I tried to get in the back to be with my family and hey declined me, I was pissed. I didn't want to sit in the front with people I don't know. About fifteen minutes pass and finally my mom calls me and tells me that they are admitting my dad into the hospital and that I needed to go home and pack stuff. So I did, I don't think I ever drove so fast in my life. I got back at about eight and stayed in the room. Now today he feels a lot better with little pain. He has kidney stones and it's a really bad case of them. Hopefully will go home today,
it's memorial day weekend. Here's my thanks to all the soldiers out there, and all the ones who died for our country. and Christian lattero, I'm gonna miss you when you leave. Love you lattero family.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
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I love you :) And thank you for not saying 'Happy Memorial Day' I hate when people say that.
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