Oh my god I knew I shouldn't have left her. I knew it. I knew that
something would happen while I was gone and I shouldn't leave her. She was
trying to make herself pretty while I was gone. She wanted to look nice for
me and I left her. Why did I leave her?
Jamie was lying face down, but she was so light that Landon was able to turn her over onto her back. He picked her up and laid her down on the bed. He still had his jacket on, so he grabbed his cell phone and called 911. After he called 911, he realized that Reverend Sullivan had not noticed Jamie had fallen. He went downstairs to look for him, and found him in the study rehearsing his sermon for this Sunday's mass.
So that's how he hides from this. He just sits in his study and works on his sermons. Not that I mind taking care of Jamie in the least, but she is his daughter. Landon walked into the study and knocked. Reverend Sullivan came to the door, and Landon told him what happened, and that the paramedics were on the way.
Why when you are waiting for them do they always seem to take so damn long? Come on, come on, my Jamie's in trouble. Finally! He heard the sirens and saw the flashing lights pull up to the door. Four or five paramedics were there, and they followed Landon and Reverend Sullivan upstairs.
They hurried quickly upstairs to Jamie's room. "We need to take her to the hospital right now," said one of the male paramedics. As he said this, two of the other paramedics were bringing a stretcher next to the bed. How can I watch this? I can't watch this. I can't see them do this to her. I just can't. They lifted Jamie onto it and took it downstairs to the ambulance. Landon and Reverend Sullivan followed the paramedics and they were allowed to ride in the back with Jamie after they had put the stretcher in the back.
When Jamie woke up the next morning in the hospital, the first thing that she saw was Landon, and her father sitting in the room with her. Landon was asleep, his head on the bed, and he was holding Jamie's hand. She saw that she was asleep, and gently touched his head. He woke up, lifted up his head and looked at her. She smiled at him. "Hi," he said softly. "Hi, how are you feeling?" he asked. "Okay," she said. "But I want to go home, and be in my own bed," she said. I want her to come home too, I don't like seeing her here.
Jamie's dad came over to the bed, tapping Landon lightly on the shoulder. "Landon, go home son," he said. "I'm okay," said Landon. "I need just a minute with her," said her dad. Better not be any longer than a minute. Landon got up from the chair. Touching Jamie's hand, she moved her head from where she was looking and looked at him. "I'll be back," he said, walking out of the door. "Okay," said Jamie, sitting up a little as Landon walked out of the room and her dad sat down in the chair by the bed where Landon was.
"Daddy, so serious," she said. "Do you remember when you were about five years old, and you wanted to jump off the roof and fly?" he asked her. Jamie smiled. "I was so angry at you for making me come down," she said. He looked down at the floor, and changed the subject. "When your mother died, I was afraid that my heart would never open again. Jamie.I couldn't look at you for days," he said, his voice upset. Jamie was almost crying listening to him talk. "I love you so much," she said, taking a deep breath. Her dad picked up her cold, pale hand and kissed it. Then he put it down on the bed, got up and walked out of the room.
He walked out and didn't see Landon standing right outside, waiting to come in. So he walked around the corner to the nurses station, and saw Landon standing at the desk talking to one of the nurses about Jamie. "So can you send her home, with the proper medication and everything, whatever she needs, I will take care of it," he said. Please just send her home. I want her home. The nurse went into the back room, whispering to another nurse. "We'll have to talk to her doctor, but we'll let you know as soon as possible," said the nurse. Landon was upset.
He walked down the hall to Jamie's room and got his jacket off the chair. Leaning down to give her a gentle kiss, he said, "I have to go do something, but I'll be back later," he said. Jamie nodded.
Landon left the hospital and got on the freeway. He was headed to his dad's house. He can help me. Maybe he can get her out of the hospital. Do something. Please Dad, you have to help me. Landon got out of the car and walked up to the door. It was later in the evening and getting dark. He got to the door and rang the doorbell. No answer. He knocked loudly on the emerald green door. He stepped back a little, he was too close.
"Dad open up," he said. No answer. He walked away from the door and back to his car. As he turned, a light came on in the front and the door opened. "Landon, what is it?" he asked. Landon walked back towards him. "It's my girlfriend, Jamie. She's.she's got cancer. And I need you to help get her out of the hospital so that she can go home. She wants to go home," he said. "Can you help me or not?" he asked when his dad didn't say anything. "I don't know...I don't know her case, I'd have to talk to her doctor," he said. "I knew it," said Landon, walking away.
Landon didn't want to go home, so he got back on the freeway and drove to the hospital. But first he stopped to get Wendy's, because he was hungry. He got his food and then went up the elevator to Jamie's room. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. Does everyone who needs to go somewhere have to be in this elevator? Come on, eight. Come on. Finally! Ding! The doors opened and Landon got out. He walked past the nurses station and down the hall to Jamie's room, 816. He got to the room, but the door was closed. He knocked on it and heard a "Come in," from inside. He slowly opened the door and walked in, afraid he had wakened Jamie up. "Did I wake you up?" he asked, opening the door. As he got in the room, he saw that Jamie was not in her bed. "Where are you Jamie?" he asked. He shut the door and walked inside the room, putting his soda and hamburger on the counter. "Right here," she said. She was behind the door. "What are you doing up?" he asked. "I get to go home, please tell your father thank you for me," she said. Going home? Thank my father? For what?
As she said this, her father came in the room. "Let me do that Jamie," said Landon, putting the rest of Jamie's belongings in her bag that sat in her lap. He finished putting all of her things in the bag, and sat in on the bed. Just then, a nurse came to wheel Jamie out and downstairs to the car so she could go home. Landon and Jamie's dad stepped out, holding Jamie's bag. Landon asked, "What does she mean she gets to go home?" Her father answered, "Just what she said. Your dad is going to pay for private home care for her." What do you know? He really can help if he tries! Landon followed Jamie and her dad down to the street, and he helped Jamie get into the car. Since he drove his own car to the hospital, he followed their car back home.
When they got home, Landon took Jamie out of the car and carried her upstairs. She insisted that this wasn't necessary. But Landon knew that going up the stairs would make her very tired, and she was already tired. So he carried her up the stairs and laid her in bed. By the time that Landon got her situated in bed, she was asleep. Landon kissed her on the forehead and headed downstairs.
He got in his car and drove. At first he was just driving, but then he decided that he should go and thank his dad for helping him and Jamie. He got to his dad's and went up to the door. He knocked and waited for him to come answer the door. His dad came to the door. Landon walked up to him. "Thank you," he said. His dad walked towards him and they hugged. His dad held him tight as Landon cried and buried his shoulder in his dad's blue shirt, pulling at his collar.
Jamie was lying face down, but she was so light that Landon was able to turn her over onto her back. He picked her up and laid her down on the bed. He still had his jacket on, so he grabbed his cell phone and called 911. After he called 911, he realized that Reverend Sullivan had not noticed Jamie had fallen. He went downstairs to look for him, and found him in the study rehearsing his sermon for this Sunday's mass.
So that's how he hides from this. He just sits in his study and works on his sermons. Not that I mind taking care of Jamie in the least, but she is his daughter. Landon walked into the study and knocked. Reverend Sullivan came to the door, and Landon told him what happened, and that the paramedics were on the way.
Why when you are waiting for them do they always seem to take so damn long? Come on, come on, my Jamie's in trouble. Finally! He heard the sirens and saw the flashing lights pull up to the door. Four or five paramedics were there, and they followed Landon and Reverend Sullivan upstairs.
They hurried quickly upstairs to Jamie's room. "We need to take her to the hospital right now," said one of the male paramedics. As he said this, two of the other paramedics were bringing a stretcher next to the bed. How can I watch this? I can't watch this. I can't see them do this to her. I just can't. They lifted Jamie onto it and took it downstairs to the ambulance. Landon and Reverend Sullivan followed the paramedics and they were allowed to ride in the back with Jamie after they had put the stretcher in the back.
When Jamie woke up the next morning in the hospital, the first thing that she saw was Landon, and her father sitting in the room with her. Landon was asleep, his head on the bed, and he was holding Jamie's hand. She saw that she was asleep, and gently touched his head. He woke up, lifted up his head and looked at her. She smiled at him. "Hi," he said softly. "Hi, how are you feeling?" he asked. "Okay," she said. "But I want to go home, and be in my own bed," she said. I want her to come home too, I don't like seeing her here.
Jamie's dad came over to the bed, tapping Landon lightly on the shoulder. "Landon, go home son," he said. "I'm okay," said Landon. "I need just a minute with her," said her dad. Better not be any longer than a minute. Landon got up from the chair. Touching Jamie's hand, she moved her head from where she was looking and looked at him. "I'll be back," he said, walking out of the door. "Okay," said Jamie, sitting up a little as Landon walked out of the room and her dad sat down in the chair by the bed where Landon was.
"Daddy, so serious," she said. "Do you remember when you were about five years old, and you wanted to jump off the roof and fly?" he asked her. Jamie smiled. "I was so angry at you for making me come down," she said. He looked down at the floor, and changed the subject. "When your mother died, I was afraid that my heart would never open again. Jamie.I couldn't look at you for days," he said, his voice upset. Jamie was almost crying listening to him talk. "I love you so much," she said, taking a deep breath. Her dad picked up her cold, pale hand and kissed it. Then he put it down on the bed, got up and walked out of the room.
He walked out and didn't see Landon standing right outside, waiting to come in. So he walked around the corner to the nurses station, and saw Landon standing at the desk talking to one of the nurses about Jamie. "So can you send her home, with the proper medication and everything, whatever she needs, I will take care of it," he said. Please just send her home. I want her home. The nurse went into the back room, whispering to another nurse. "We'll have to talk to her doctor, but we'll let you know as soon as possible," said the nurse. Landon was upset.
He walked down the hall to Jamie's room and got his jacket off the chair. Leaning down to give her a gentle kiss, he said, "I have to go do something, but I'll be back later," he said. Jamie nodded.
Landon left the hospital and got on the freeway. He was headed to his dad's house. He can help me. Maybe he can get her out of the hospital. Do something. Please Dad, you have to help me. Landon got out of the car and walked up to the door. It was later in the evening and getting dark. He got to the door and rang the doorbell. No answer. He knocked loudly on the emerald green door. He stepped back a little, he was too close.
"Dad open up," he said. No answer. He walked away from the door and back to his car. As he turned, a light came on in the front and the door opened. "Landon, what is it?" he asked. Landon walked back towards him. "It's my girlfriend, Jamie. She's.she's got cancer. And I need you to help get her out of the hospital so that she can go home. She wants to go home," he said. "Can you help me or not?" he asked when his dad didn't say anything. "I don't know...I don't know her case, I'd have to talk to her doctor," he said. "I knew it," said Landon, walking away.
Landon didn't want to go home, so he got back on the freeway and drove to the hospital. But first he stopped to get Wendy's, because he was hungry. He got his food and then went up the elevator to Jamie's room. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. Does everyone who needs to go somewhere have to be in this elevator? Come on, eight. Come on. Finally! Ding! The doors opened and Landon got out. He walked past the nurses station and down the hall to Jamie's room, 816. He got to the room, but the door was closed. He knocked on it and heard a "Come in," from inside. He slowly opened the door and walked in, afraid he had wakened Jamie up. "Did I wake you up?" he asked, opening the door. As he got in the room, he saw that Jamie was not in her bed. "Where are you Jamie?" he asked. He shut the door and walked inside the room, putting his soda and hamburger on the counter. "Right here," she said. She was behind the door. "What are you doing up?" he asked. "I get to go home, please tell your father thank you for me," she said. Going home? Thank my father? For what?
As she said this, her father came in the room. "Let me do that Jamie," said Landon, putting the rest of Jamie's belongings in her bag that sat in her lap. He finished putting all of her things in the bag, and sat in on the bed. Just then, a nurse came to wheel Jamie out and downstairs to the car so she could go home. Landon and Jamie's dad stepped out, holding Jamie's bag. Landon asked, "What does she mean she gets to go home?" Her father answered, "Just what she said. Your dad is going to pay for private home care for her." What do you know? He really can help if he tries! Landon followed Jamie and her dad down to the street, and he helped Jamie get into the car. Since he drove his own car to the hospital, he followed their car back home.
When they got home, Landon took Jamie out of the car and carried her upstairs. She insisted that this wasn't necessary. But Landon knew that going up the stairs would make her very tired, and she was already tired. So he carried her up the stairs and laid her in bed. By the time that Landon got her situated in bed, she was asleep. Landon kissed her on the forehead and headed downstairs.
He got in his car and drove. At first he was just driving, but then he decided that he should go and thank his dad for helping him and Jamie. He got to his dad's and went up to the door. He knocked and waited for him to come answer the door. His dad came to the door. Landon walked up to him. "Thank you," he said. His dad walked towards him and they hugged. His dad held him tight as Landon cried and buried his shoulder in his dad's blue shirt, pulling at his collar.