LXVII They Got My Back
So let's go back to the people who are forced to watch me in this condition my family and friends. Well to give them credit they did all visit once I guess they were scared spit-less of what Richard would do to them if they didn't. I don't think she would kill them most likely just claim they aren't worth yelling at and then dismiss them from his mind.
My family was there every day for the most part in shifts. Mom didn't leave at all though so that might explain why they went to her with their little scheme. But I get ahead of myself.
The delightful surprise and permanent fixture in my room is none other than one Nicholas… my hearts other half. In one of my few coherent moments he was visiting me and he made a promise "to never let go" and on that day he took hold of my hand and never released it until my fever broke.
My sister Amanda ended up showing up as often as possible to counter act the bullshit they were feeding my mom. Thank God for Nick and Mandy if not for them I would not be here today.
The doctors kept trying to insist that I could not recover and that the humane thing to do would be to end my life. They wanted to put me down like I was some sort of goddamn dog.
Nick would cast himself upon me shielding my body with his own while my sister would scream at the top of her lungs "their trying to kill my sister!"
They would cause such a commotion that the doctors were forced to back down for the sake of all the other patients at the hospital. I am only alive today because they fought for me until I could fight my own battles again.
LXVIII Damnit Mom What the Hell is Wrong With You?
You know why my sister and Nick had to fight so hard for me? It was because my mom was giving up on me. I mean come on mom pay attention my breathing was regular my heartbeat was steady and you know that I am a fighter. WHY WOULD YOU BELIEVE THEIR SHIT?
We come from a family that believes in miracles and we have worthy priesthood holders in the family. I mean come on it's called a healing blessing and Heaven knows we had plenty of priesthood holders who would volunteer to give it.
I don't recall mom ever telling me I was given such a blessing. I would like to know why not and why the hell didn't you get a blessing for yourself mom. I mean jeez you needed one more than I did.
Looking back I guess the thing I was most pissed about was the loss of time. This was the last moments of my family's lives and it was spent with me delusional and dying in a hospital room. My last memories and it was wasted by that damn fever that just irks me.
(Christy this is the last comment I will make about this: DO YOUR RESEARCH BEFORE YOU KEEP GOING. THIS WAS VERY HARD ON YOUR MOTHER AND SHE WASN'T GIVING UP. DON'T COMMENT BACK.)
LXIX Damn She Lived
Well as I'm writing this damn thing you know what happens next. The fever breaks and I wake up. My eyes open to the gorgeous site of Nick sitting next to me. Then he sees I'm awake I mean really awake and he smiles at me. Oh my gosh his smile is like a blind man regaining sight. It was the first time he smiled at me he was always too worried about me to smile before. He takes the hand he had been holding the entire time and he kissed the back of my hand like I was a princess.
"Welcome back Sleeping Beauty we missed seeing your pretty blue eyes." His eyes held something in them that I had never seen before but I knew I wanted to keep seeing that look.
I tried to speak but nothing came out. Well that's weird but even stranger is I don't think Nick realized that I was trying to speak at all. I mean my mouth was open… wasn't it?
"Christy…baby what's wrong?" His smile is disappearing from his face.
I try to tell him nothing is wrong but again nothing comes out. He looks like he is about to say something else when you hear a squeal from the doorway.
"CHRISTY! MOM, DAD, EVERYONE SHE'S AWAKE!" my sister Amanda is the newest Banshee.
The thing is that I knew it was my sister by seeing her out the corner of my eye. When I tried to turn my head I couldn't move. Actually I don't remember blinking even once since Nick smiled at me or Mandy's entrance.
I wasn't the only one who caught on either. Nick was looking at me funny like I was a difficult math problem that he was determined to solve.
My sister was oblivious in her excitement to see me aware again. She ran into my room and threw herself onto me and hugged me. My first thought is who the fuck are you and what have you done with my sister. I wanted to hug her back but nothing I have tried to do is working. Why won't my body do what I want?
"I'm so glad to see you awake you are never allowed to be sick ever again I want your promise that no matter what you won't ever be sick again Christy promise me oh it's so great to see you looking at me and knowing who I am you do know who I am right I your bestest sister ever that's who none of the others worked as hard as I did to keep you here those mean creeps oh your aware again I'm so happy to see you aware."
She said all of this with one breath and it was only when she was about to pass out form lack of air in her lungs that she stopped talking and hugged me again. I am really confused now what the fuck is going on? Why won't anyone tell me what happened? My head was full of questions to ask and my damn mouth isn't working right.
"Manda she needs air let go." Nick said to my sister.
Wait did he just call her Manda? That's a name that only I ever called her why would Nick be using my nickname for my sister. I am more confused than ever God would you make someone tell me what's going on.
Just then my sister snarled like a rabid dog. What the hell could get that reaction from her? Well from them Nick stiffened and his hand tightened on mine like he was getting ready to throw his body in front of a bullet meant for me.
I can't see around my sister to whoever it is that got them so riled up but boy do I hear what she has to say.
"We'll be telling her what she wants to know and what she needs to know you can get the fuck out until I goddamn feel like getting your ass then and only then will you get near her. So leave you fucking assholes." My sister sounded like she was possessed I had never seen Amanda this mad before.
"We need to examine the girl children please step away." A low soothing voice said.
"No you vultures won't get near her until we tell her what's going on so she knows what to expect from the likes of you." Nick glares at the speakers and his voice is as scary as my sisters.
"You heard him get the fuck out or I'll throw you out." Amanda said as she stands up.
They must have dealt with her enough that they knew to believe her. The sounds of feet leaving could be heard. My sister turned around and smiled at me as she came to sit by my legs on the bed.
"Okay Christy this is what happened." My sister began.
It was a long explanation and each took turns telling the story. The only way they knew to explain something more was reading the confusion in my eyes. I couldn't even frown.
When it was over my sister told me that it reminded her of the story about the one lady did I remember the news story.
I remember that during this time there was a news report about a woman who was on life support for like forever and finally she was allowed to be unplugged. I remember that her husband wanted to unplug her a long time ago but her parents wouldn't let her.
Well what if she was like me? What if she was going to wake up the next day but they unplugged her to soon? After what Amanda and Nick told me I couldn't help but feel that maybe they were wrong to do that to her.
(That's it Christy I'm taking over. Since you can't do the fucking research here is the research.)
This is the story from your mother's point of view. When you first became sick all the doctors could think about was how to bring your fever down. They tried everything from baths to cool towels nothing worked. All you did was to get hotter. Did you know that when you stay too hot for too long it causes your brain to turn to mush. So your mother was praying that you would come out okay. So it didn't turn out exactly as planned. She prayed every night for four months that you would wake up. She never gave up but her fear was that you would be a vegetable. You would not be alive in your mind. THAT YOU COULDN'T LIVE A FULL LIFE. But since you know everything I guess you knew that too. WHATEVER don't care that is all I will ever say about what happened. She prayed that "Nothing physically wrong with her and that she would be better then before." Too bad she only got half that wish, you could be better but you wouldn't forgive. God says to forgive everyone not just your best friends. At least your mother loves and doesn't judge. She is at least proud of you, I used to be.
Dorian stop being a brat you are proud of her, you mention it all the time now kiss and make up. CHRISTY I love you too and am proud of you. ARLEN STOP LAUGHING I said for Dorian to hug her not you. But I hug better you know that. Tristan no she is not your dress up doll and NO ARROWS ZEY. Bjorn you can't teach her to use your ax. Rafael no just no you too Alfonse just hell no. Anthony please don't agree with Dorian, yes I know he had a point but the guilt only goes so far. Yes she is truly sorry. Everyone stop this over kill and I don't wanna die and I don't think she does. Christy take your story back Dorian give it back now!
Mom never told me her side of things not even after she died and in my family death was not a hindrance. Maybe she didn't want it to sound like an excuse I don't know Mom's mind is hard to figure out. I know I may regret this but thank you Dorian My Guard for attempting to tell Mom's side you're the first one who did.(Stupid humans) (your one of us now so get used to it)(but I am not stupid.)(DORIAN)(but ric)(no)(yes your lordship)(GRRRRRRRRR).
LXX What the HELL is Wrong With Her
Anyway back to the story right boys. (yes your ladyship) (do you really want me to turn into Richard DORIAN GREY aka GUARD)(I am not a storybook person I am living see I bleed.) (And if Richard loans me his sword you will bleed even more)(BRAT we made you into him/her or is it an it) (Damn straight)
Ahem! So now I'm awake and aware and the first thing I notice was Nick holding my hand. (aww young love leaving.) The next thing I noticed was I can't let go of his hand.(kinky young love, left) (ALFONSE SHUT THE HELL UP IT WASN"T LIKE THAT yet)(So that is how it is now, Back) (I could go into details but there are young readers and I don't want to scar them for life)(they know about sex) (*death glare Richard style*)(Good Job)
As I was saying I wanted to let go but I physically couldn't. Something is wrong something is very wrong here. I can't move anything! I can't even blink and that's not supposed to happen.
I have a theory as to why I couldn't blink I think somehow the wrong switch got toggled in my mind. It's like the staring game you know the first to blink loses. So somewhere in your body/mind there is a voluntary aspect to the blink thing that lets you stop and start the blinking. My body/mind thought it was in that game when I first woke up so it wouldn't blink or more likely couldn't blink as it should have.
So yeah back to the actually story. I'm starting to get frightened and the only way you could tell is that the monitors were going haywire. The doctors were allowed back in to find out what's wrong and why I can't seem to tell my loved ones why the monitors are going crazy.
The doctors come in and during their exam they realized that my spinal cord is completely paralyzed. To this day I am not really sure if it was mental (shut up all of you comment and die) (LOL) or physical problems that made me paralyzed. As soon as I could I DID RESEARCH Dorian into anyone else who suffered this…whatever it was and I couldn't find anyone I mean I hacked into Langley and checked out their records nothing. (Of course not those are government files they don't have shit in them).
I could sense everything touch-wise. I could feel pressure and pain all over my body if you poked me I knew it and I knew where I just couldn't respond. I could still see unless you took my glasses away then I was blind. I could hear and smell normal. Although I think the doctors were unusually loud on some of their tests. Once you opened and closed my mouth I could taste everything the human body should be able to taste. I just couldn't move that's all.
Well I could move my eyeballs around in my head I don't know why they were the only body part I could move voluntarily. I found quickly that I could blink again. But I was sure glad I could I created my own language using those eyes. (kinky, kinky, kinky) (ALFONSE NO JUST NO) I rolled my eyes left for yes right for no and side to side for I don't know or maybe. (*back of her head* kinky sex) (Alfonse I'm getting Richards sword) (*whimper*) Plus I let down every wall I ever built and let my eyes truly reflect my soul. Whatever I felt I made sure my eyes showed it to anyone watching me. (Awwww)
Nick had the bright idea to tell Richard aka mystery girl (It's Rebekah at that moment) about what happened. She showed up at the hospital and somehow she just knew what I wanted and acted as my mouth. (KINKY) (*Richard and Christy* No just no Alfonse) Plus Richard found all these experts that would help me to relearn whatever I had to or wanted to.
But I get a little bit ahead of myself. So during the doctors' examination they notice my hand in Nick's hand. They know that I can't let go but when they discover that Nick can't let go either things get a little dicey. (This is why I had no doubt about the opinion of doctors that I got listening to Nick and Amanda.) (not all doctors are idiots. Calypso is one) (ONE is not an idiot the rest are) (all my men can be considered doctors) (ok more then one) They got it into their heads that they should just amputate the thing off so we could be separated. Guess whose hand they wanted to lop off…you bet mine. (Dorian are you surprised about my views on doctors especially these doctors now. I ask you in your sound medical researched out opinion how the hell is a massive amount of blood-loss supposed to help me recover.)(Cauterization no blood-loss) (Smartass)
Well thank goodness between them they didn't have enough intelligence to know that. I'm sure they would have tried it. As it was the smart one of the group came up with the solution to pry apart our hands. When they told my mother to get her consent I'm sure she was thinking the doctors would work on pulling open one finger at a time and just slide their hands apart. In all honesty I think that is what the guy who suggested it was thinking too. (See Dorian I acknowledge that a doctor besides you guys can have intelligence. He just lost it when he didn't stick to his guns.) That's not what the rest of them did.
Once my mom gave her consent the rest of the doctors went to get the equipment for the procedure. The doctor who came up with the idea stayed with mom probably thinking to himself what equipment. Those fucking idiots (and Dorian in a minute you will see why it is only to true to call them this) showed up with a crowbar. I would just like to go on record as saying WHAT THE FUCK a CROWBAR? These idiots decided that the only way to pry our hands apart was with a crowbar.
This would not have been so bad if they actually knew how to use the fucking thing. But I swear it was like watching an episode of the Three Stooges they damn near took my hand off with their fucking incompetence. (That is why I have such a low opinion of doctors) (Christy I keep telling you they are government doctors not all real doctors are like that.) (Well let me tell you something about government doctors Dorian they publish. With a really good proof reader these idiots are getting their idiotic ideas printed in sound medical journals. These medical journals are accredited research materials for students and residents of the medical field and they use it to make decisions about their patients. Otherwise intelligent non-governmental doctors are being brainwashed by idiots masked as intelligent written material. It has become an epidemic and Dorian if we don't stop it now only the stupid will remain. HELP US DORIAN GREY MY GUARD YOU'RE OUR ONLY HOPE.) (You really need to stop laughing Arlen, you are turning blue) (Christy I am now proud of you. You almost killed an immortal.) (Thank you Dorian I knew I could make you proud of me again.)
LXXI The Longest Recovery Ever
Anyway I now needed to relearn about everything and so that means physical therapy along with other things. Okay so what was everything I need done to get back to normal.(what is normal may I ask.) Well the blinking thing came back on its own thank goodness but I still couldn't move or lift my head. Nor could I speak or do anything else that you use your mouth for. (Shut up you bunch of fucking perverts I mean seriously get your minds out of the gutter.) I couldn't move any part of my body but all my organs were working fine.
I would just like to take the time to say DAMN IT ALL I WAS FINALLY EATING ENOUGH TO QUIT FREAKING OUT EVERYONE and now this. I ended up losing all the fat (you mean muscle you were never fat love.) I had just built back up. I had my eyes plead to Richard to see if there was a pill I could take that would help me not freak them out again. I really didn't want to do that.
Okay that's all I want to say about that. So I had physical therapy to relearn how to move my body and how to walk, run, and the active stuff kids should be able to do. It took the rest of the year to get back to normal human levels of movement. Part of that was because it was hard work and the other part was that my days were just filled with stuff that sometimes it was hard to fit in the session of physical therapy.
So what did my days consist of in those many, many months. Well there was the social visits so that I was not emotionally or socially paralyzed as well as physically paralyzed. Then there were the visits with experts that made sure I could talk, sing, write, and other forms of communication. There were the subject experts that made sure I didn't fall behind in my schoolwork. In fact I improved myself I learned how to spell and proper grammar which I never had been able to do before and you could actually read my hand writing. Plus I became ambidextrous since the physical therapists thought it would be a good way to learn fine motor skills in my hands and arms.
But best of all this is what made the fever so worth it I FINALLY LEARNED HOW TO WHISLE! YESSSSSSSS! (You just wanted to let Nick know how much you wanted him even then huh Chris. Come on you can tell your uncle Rafael.)
(Hey if he did for you what he did for me back then HELL YES you would want to whistle at him too.) Nick had to go through physical therapy too for his hand. Apparently the muscles in his hand were so used to being in that one position that they had to be reminded that they could move into other positions. It's sort of like the mother of all writer's cramp only without the cramp. So Nick went through physical therapy with me.
We started the first day together and he gaged his 'days' around me so that we ended our physical therapy together as well. (Oh tell me that is not worth one helluva cat call.) (MEOWWW! IS that good enough for you! At least you don't make me give you the sex talk Chris.) (No as I recall Alfonse and Trist were all too willing to fill that role I think I would have preferred you. You can't possibly be that perverted to an innocent virgin that didn't know anything about sex.)(NO Chris the old man would have blushed like a virgin. You should have seen it when he gave Richard the talk.) (Hey did he have to give the talk in every lifetime to Richard? I think I would have liked to see Rafael blush like a virgin. I doubt he remembers when he last was a virgin.)
So anyway after too damn long a time I finally make it back to the way I was before the fever struck me down. Only now I can do more shit then I was able to before. (Wow that line is just scary in its simple prophetic statement).
LXXII Birthday Party and the Guest List
Finally I am out of that damn hospital. I never want to be in another hospital until I am giving birth. (Stop laughing you assholes. You don't think I am crazy enough to want natural child birth. A…Hell No give me drugs!) So I made it home before my 12th birthday. My family was acting weird at that time I just thought it was stress from all the shit that happened to us within the last three years. I was right but wrong at the same time. I never found out all that happened to them until their funeral.
But birthdays are supposed to be happy times so back to happier topic. My parents decided that I could have my first ever birthday party with friends. I could pick the place and I could pick who could come. I was so excited I could have more presents that were nothing like the guards gifts that one time yea presents! The biggest present was my brother Jared came back from college just so he could celebrate one last birthday with me.
So I chose to go to an amusement park the last one I had went to was Disney World when I was five. For the people I invited I chose Megan, Scott, Nick, and Richard along with their families.
I knew I wanted to invite everyone but my family is not that rich so I narrowed it down to those who were the most loyal to me during all my hard times.
Anyway the park was awesome I mean I went on everything and just went all over the park. Everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves immensely. It was the happiest memories we had in a while.
I should have known my luck wouldn't hold. Anyway there was this simulation ride that I wanted to go on and everyone but Richard and his family decided to go on it too. That was the worst mistake I ever or will ever make in all my life. I should have stayed the hell away from that ride. It changed all of our lives forever.
So we got on and the ride started up normal but soon the normalcy ended and my life of lonely guilt ridden hell began.
LXXIII Ending but not really
This believe it or not this was merely a summary of what happened. If you want to read the full details of what happened read my journals. They're found in that huge trunk locked in my room. In my journals I have details like every thought every emotion every prayer ever uttered by anyone just everything that happened there. Everything is in chronological order so if you want to read my life history in details keep things in order for the next nosy person okay guys thanks.
That goddamn mother fucking piece of shit bastard. How could he not tell me it was him? How could he say that to my face? Everyone is worth saving worth fighting for. Like I didn't figure that much out on my own you prick of an arrogant asshole but that still never answered any of my life long questions. I can't believe I spent my life living it the way I did and you won't give me a fucking straight answer. Goddamn you to roast in hell Richard fucking answer me already! (You already know the answer, just think it will come to you. GAINT SMIRK)
A/N: Wow that was an epic story wasn't it thanks for sticking with it. For those of you who are now hooked with my character Christy don't worry there is more Christy coming soon. After all she is only just turning twelve. This is a life story journey and the next installment to take place is early teenage years 12-15. I might end the next part at her Sixteenth birthday party or I might begin the third part of her story with it I haven't decided yet.
Anyway if you want to keep going with our heroine then look for the story Life's Full of Surprises. See you soon loyal viewers.