This morning I woke up not feeling well. Being 13 and a girl I figured that was the cause of me not feeling well. When I walked down the hall to the bathroom I noticed that I was weak and I never have this on a female friend time of the month. Lexie and Amelia are the only ones home at the moment Bailey and Luke are at Boy Scout camp like they have in the past 3 years, Tyler and Elizabeth went to daycare when mom and dad went to work, and Zola and Ellis well they could be anywhere. Lexie is taking Amelia to the beach by taking the community transportation system. Which means I'm home with Daisy and our new kitten Mittens. I don't know what's wrong with me but I'm sure it will pass like every other time I am sick.
When I went down stairs I began to throw up and my side was hurting me but I didn't see any need for medical attention. I'm 13 and though well it's just a cyst or something or gallstones. I know that when mom had her appendix out her had a fever and many other things. I think it's just minor and I'll be fine by the time my family gets home. About 4:30 around the time mom and dad usually come home I felt worse and I now had a fever and was throwing up with my side still hurting I made the decision to call 911 because whatever I had it was serious. I arrived at the hospital in a state that I can't even really remember what happened. The last thing I actually remember was when I went into the MIR scanning area. I was afraid of what was about to happen to me and that's when I apparently blacked out. I just wanted to be home with my 8 other siblings and my parents. I hate spending time in the hospital mainly because I spent most of my life here. I was born here, I said my first word here, and I took my first step here. The hospital is my home away from home except the beds here are horrible and I'm still classified as a young child.
"Hannah are you okay?" I heard from a familiar voice. "Yeah I guess so what happened?" I asked. "You are going into surgery because you have appendicitis." Said my brothers who were somehow back from camp. "Bailey, Luke what are you doing here from camp." I asked. "Mom and dad told us what was going on and we ran right here so we could be here with you." My brothers said. Surgery isn't want I had wanted I just wanted to go home and sleep in my own bed and hoped that it passed but instead I have to have emergency surgery. Surgery stinks and I have to have it. When I was on the way to the surgery mom and dad were there by my side as I was getting ready to have the surgery.
Waking up from surgery with pain is not fun how on earth people do this after having an operation the meds that they gave me were horrible it didn't even help with my pain. I begged and pleaded to get something for my pain because it was bad worse than it was before my surgery. That and this hospital bed isn't doing the trick. Having medical emergencies stink because you don't get to have anything fun to do because I get bored easily I think that's what my problem is when I am in school because I end up doodling when the teacher is talking slow well it's doodling or sleeping. Although I have this new thing that I enjoy and that is writing about people I make up in a notebook. Right now my favorite on is a story I'm writing about is based off of my sister's Ellis, and Lexie. I think I write about them because they are my role model because well I'm not really close to Zola, or Bailey that and I have a connection with my sisters because they aren't that much older than I am they aren't even a year older than me. I actually spend more time with Lexie and Amelia than my other siblings. Em isn't old enough to spend time with me and I hope when she starts to walk she can spend time with me.
"Mom when can I go home." I asked her. "Hannah you can't go home for a few days wait until you can walk if you can't walk you can go home." My mom said. "I can walk you're a doctor you can watch me" I told her. I took all the strength I had to walk so I could go home with my family. I walked with a walker but mom and dad decided that they would take a few days off so they could watch me. I know that I just had surgery 5 hours ago but I really want to go home in my own bed when I can sleep comfortably, and watch my tv shows and movies without happening to pester Uncle Alex for something good when there was just cartoons of garbage that not even Tyler or EM will watch and they are only 6 months old. I know most of my summer went by fast but I really didn't care I still have like 2 weeks before I go back to school. I just can't wait for school to start again.
