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Only seconds after Piper was injected she stopped convulsing, but fearful tears still flowed freely down her face, accompanied by choked sobs. "Prihbe? Pryhiue?" She said again. "Prihbe? Pryhiue?" she repeated this time much louder, unaware that her sisters were standing in the corner.
A nurse came up to Prue and Phoebe, who were still in shock after watching their sister go through such a violent seizure. "Are you Prue and Phoebe?" The nurse asked.
"Yes… huh?" they answered in unison. The nurse smiled at their confusion - they obviously did not know how she knew their names.
"Since she came in here, she has been continually asking for you. What she is saying may sound garbled now, but it was pretty clear when she first started asking." The nurse said. "You three must be really close."
"Yes, we are" Phoebe said, managing half a smile for the cheerful nurse.
"Maybe you should try and talk to her… comfort her. She may not register that you are here, but it's worth a try. Anything to calm her down - she's very scared, and I don't blame her. What she is going through must be horrible for her", the nurse said, stepping aside to let Prue and Phoebe go to their sister. Prue smiled at the nurse, grabbing Phoebe's hand and heading over to the middle sister's bed.
"Hey little sister" Prue said, taking a seat next to the bed. Piper continued to stare blankly at the ceiling, but seemed to have stopped saying their names over and over again. She was still crying.
"Hey Pipe! We got something for you!" Phoebe said, getting the plush cat that they had brought and gently lifting Pipers arm, slipping the toy underneath it. Prue leaned over and gently began to stroke her sisters hair, whilst Phoebe took her hand. This seemed to relax her, and although she still stared blankly at the ceiling, she has stopped crying.
Dear Diary,
Yesterday we found out what caused it. It was Kit! She scratched Piper when she tried to rescue that stupid, horrible animal from behind the washing machine! Well it wouldn't be alive if Phoebe hadn't intervened! I mean I understand that it wasn't Kit's fault, but look at what she has done to my sister. Why couldn't I have volunteered to rescue kit?!
It has been just over a week since I first took Piper to hospital. So far there has been no improvement in her condition, but Doctor Lawrence said that most patients would experience a very sudden and rapid recovery. I guess that's a good thing; it's only a matter of time before Piper gets better, and she will get better. I just want my little sister well again. This must be so scary for her. She wants to be out of this place. I hate to see her struggling to put out single syllable responses, which make no sense… it cuts me in half every time I see it. In many ways she's just like a child who can't move or speak properly - mouth wide open and eyes searching the room furtively for things imaginary and concrete . It's as if her memories have been shuffled around, and thoughts from yesterday, childhood, today etc, are coming up at random and are all scrambled.
Well Phoebe and me have started regularly caring for Piper, and there is always one of us there 24/7. I am almost frightened to leave her alone…she seems so small in that big hospital-bed. We have to be there so that someone is there in case she has a seizure, for if she is on her back she could choke and cause permanent brain damage or she could even die! The multiple seizures leave her in an unresponsive state that's a mixture of confusion and bewilderment, at times going back to her childhood and other times remaining completely oblivious to everything and everyone around her. It's so scary.
Too many people can be more bad for Piper than good, but still there is a constant parade of doctors and nurse. They take her temperature, adjusting the intravenous needles, and perform other tests on her. This scares and confuses Piper a lot. When she was first admitted she was given a feeding tube. It was a constant struggle to keep her from removing this, which drained her energy as well as Phoebe, and me who were trying to control her at the time. Her arms were put in restraints, but by contortionistic movements she was able to get in reach of the tube. She seemed to want to go to any length to remove it. I hate seeing her like this. I hate it, I hate it! She has fought so much with it that they have had to take it out!! It also impaired her speech, making her gag…so they were more willing to take it out and use a different method to feed her.
Doctor Lawrence also told us the potential long-term effects caused by brain damage. She could have any number of problems such as a speech problem, a memory problem or a physical disability. And that is only listing a few! He also told us that she could have more than one of these! Or all of them! And some may be permanent! It all depends on the extent and the location of the brain damage. God, why did this have to happen to her?
Dan has not reacted very well to this at all…I hate him. At first he understood… then we told him about the potential long-term effects. I don't think he likes the idea of his girlfriend having a speaking problem, a memory problem or even a mobility problem… bastard! What a prick! And when he went to visit, Piper started crying - she obviously didn't know whom this man was who came up and stroked her hair and kissed her on the forehead… I mean, she is so confused at the moment! He just stormed out! That man has no patience! When this is all over I think that I am going to have to kill him! Possibly literally…
Well I better go now it's Piper's mealtime! Phoebe's calling me!
Prue H
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"Come on Prue! Your sisters starving here! " Phoebe said, hopping around impatiently
"Coming!" Prue yelled back, concealing her diary and quickly grabbing one of the little cartons, resembling a poppa, which contained Pipers food. They seemed to supply everything from a drink of water, to a full meal - liquid of course, Piper could not manage solid foods.
Prue hurried into Piper's room. Phoebe had already propped Piper by sitting behind her. She took a seat beside her sister on the bed. Holding the carton to Pipers mouth, tilting it slightly so that Piper could drink from it. Some of the liquid dribbled down her chin, but Phoebe mopped it up quickly with a napkin that she was holding, already prepared for this to happen.
"There we are Piper" Prue said once Piper had emptied the carton, setting it aside and lowering her sister back down onto the bed. Both Prue and Phoebe took a seat on one side of the bed, Phoebe taking one of Pipers hand, sitting in silence, not attempting conversation for it would only confuse Piper more than she already was.
"Hi" Piper said in a low voice, startling Prue and Phoebe, who stared at their sister mouths wide open, at a loss for words. Piper reached up to Phoebe, who was closest to her hand, and began to stroke her hair. At this point both Prue and Phoebe began to cry happily, for this was the first tiny step that Piper had taken towards the long road of recovery. Their sister would become well again.
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Only seconds after Piper was injected she stopped convulsing, but fearful tears still flowed freely down her face, accompanied by choked sobs. "Prihbe? Pryhiue?" She said again. "Prihbe? Pryhiue?" she repeated this time much louder, unaware that her sisters were standing in the corner.
A nurse came up to Prue and Phoebe, who were still in shock after watching their sister go through such a violent seizure. "Are you Prue and Phoebe?" The nurse asked.
"Yes… huh?" they answered in unison. The nurse smiled at their confusion - they obviously did not know how she knew their names.
"Since she came in here, she has been continually asking for you. What she is saying may sound garbled now, but it was pretty clear when she first started asking." The nurse said. "You three must be really close."
"Yes, we are" Phoebe said, managing half a smile for the cheerful nurse.
"Maybe you should try and talk to her… comfort her. She may not register that you are here, but it's worth a try. Anything to calm her down - she's very scared, and I don't blame her. What she is going through must be horrible for her", the nurse said, stepping aside to let Prue and Phoebe go to their sister. Prue smiled at the nurse, grabbing Phoebe's hand and heading over to the middle sister's bed.
"Hey little sister" Prue said, taking a seat next to the bed. Piper continued to stare blankly at the ceiling, but seemed to have stopped saying their names over and over again. She was still crying.
"Hey Pipe! We got something for you!" Phoebe said, getting the plush cat that they had brought and gently lifting Pipers arm, slipping the toy underneath it. Prue leaned over and gently began to stroke her sisters hair, whilst Phoebe took her hand. This seemed to relax her, and although she still stared blankly at the ceiling, she has stopped crying.
Dear Diary,
Yesterday we found out what caused it. It was Kit! She scratched Piper when she tried to rescue that stupid, horrible animal from behind the washing machine! Well it wouldn't be alive if Phoebe hadn't intervened! I mean I understand that it wasn't Kit's fault, but look at what she has done to my sister. Why couldn't I have volunteered to rescue kit?!
It has been just over a week since I first took Piper to hospital. So far there has been no improvement in her condition, but Doctor Lawrence said that most patients would experience a very sudden and rapid recovery. I guess that's a good thing; it's only a matter of time before Piper gets better, and she will get better. I just want my little sister well again. This must be so scary for her. She wants to be out of this place. I hate to see her struggling to put out single syllable responses, which make no sense… it cuts me in half every time I see it. In many ways she's just like a child who can't move or speak properly - mouth wide open and eyes searching the room furtively for things imaginary and concrete . It's as if her memories have been shuffled around, and thoughts from yesterday, childhood, today etc, are coming up at random and are all scrambled.
Well Phoebe and me have started regularly caring for Piper, and there is always one of us there 24/7. I am almost frightened to leave her alone…she seems so small in that big hospital-bed. We have to be there so that someone is there in case she has a seizure, for if she is on her back she could choke and cause permanent brain damage or she could even die! The multiple seizures leave her in an unresponsive state that's a mixture of confusion and bewilderment, at times going back to her childhood and other times remaining completely oblivious to everything and everyone around her. It's so scary.
Too many people can be more bad for Piper than good, but still there is a constant parade of doctors and nurse. They take her temperature, adjusting the intravenous needles, and perform other tests on her. This scares and confuses Piper a lot. When she was first admitted she was given a feeding tube. It was a constant struggle to keep her from removing this, which drained her energy as well as Phoebe, and me who were trying to control her at the time. Her arms were put in restraints, but by contortionistic movements she was able to get in reach of the tube. She seemed to want to go to any length to remove it. I hate seeing her like this. I hate it, I hate it! She has fought so much with it that they have had to take it out!! It also impaired her speech, making her gag…so they were more willing to take it out and use a different method to feed her.
Doctor Lawrence also told us the potential long-term effects caused by brain damage. She could have any number of problems such as a speech problem, a memory problem or a physical disability. And that is only listing a few! He also told us that she could have more than one of these! Or all of them! And some may be permanent! It all depends on the extent and the location of the brain damage. God, why did this have to happen to her?
Dan has not reacted very well to this at all…I hate him. At first he understood… then we told him about the potential long-term effects. I don't think he likes the idea of his girlfriend having a speaking problem, a memory problem or even a mobility problem… bastard! What a prick! And when he went to visit, Piper started crying - she obviously didn't know whom this man was who came up and stroked her hair and kissed her on the forehead… I mean, she is so confused at the moment! He just stormed out! That man has no patience! When this is all over I think that I am going to have to kill him! Possibly literally…
Well I better go now it's Piper's mealtime! Phoebe's calling me!
Prue H
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"Come on Prue! Your sisters starving here! " Phoebe said, hopping around impatiently
"Coming!" Prue yelled back, concealing her diary and quickly grabbing one of the little cartons, resembling a poppa, which contained Pipers food. They seemed to supply everything from a drink of water, to a full meal - liquid of course, Piper could not manage solid foods.
Prue hurried into Piper's room. Phoebe had already propped Piper by sitting behind her. She took a seat beside her sister on the bed. Holding the carton to Pipers mouth, tilting it slightly so that Piper could drink from it. Some of the liquid dribbled down her chin, but Phoebe mopped it up quickly with a napkin that she was holding, already prepared for this to happen.
"There we are Piper" Prue said once Piper had emptied the carton, setting it aside and lowering her sister back down onto the bed. Both Prue and Phoebe took a seat on one side of the bed, Phoebe taking one of Pipers hand, sitting in silence, not attempting conversation for it would only confuse Piper more than she already was.
"Hi" Piper said in a low voice, startling Prue and Phoebe, who stared at their sister mouths wide open, at a loss for words. Piper reached up to Phoebe, who was closest to her hand, and began to stroke her hair. At this point both Prue and Phoebe began to cry happily, for this was the first tiny step that Piper had taken towards the long road of recovery. Their sister would become well again.
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