Theresa didn't quite understand what was going on. She only knew that she was soar and that she couldn't speak. Everything that happened before she woke up remained a blurr to her.
Theresa laid in her hospital bed with her head in her hands crying softly. She wished that she would just wake up and find that this was all a horrible nightmare. Tightly closing her eyes she wished for this nightmare to end. When she opened her eyes she found that she was still in the hospital unable to speak.
[i]Will this nightmare ever end?[/i]
Theresa lifted her head as she felt a gentle hand upon her shoulder. Looking up she smiled seeing an old familar face. She tried to say something, but soon remembered that she couldn't.
"Shh, don't speak," Pilar said as she wrapped her arms around her terrified daughter. Pilar didn't know what to say to Theresa. What the doctors had told her would destroy Theresa forever. She didn't want to break the news to her, but who else could do it? It was Pilar's job as a mother to tell her the truth. Pilar paused before saying anything. She stared into her daughter's eyes, seeing the future that Theresa should have. It wasn't fair that everything Theresa ever dreamed of having should be broken because of some horrible accident.
Theresa could see that something was troubling her mother, she just wasn't sure what it was. Touching her mother's face oh so gently Theresa smiled as if to let her know that everything was going to be fine. Deep down though Theresa knew that nothing was ever going to be the same. She felt that way ever since Ethan left for Europe, when he left he took a piece of her heart and soul. Theresa took a deep breath, although it hurt just to do so, and prepared for the worst.
"Theresita, I'm not sure how I can tell you this," Pilar began slowly as she searched for the right words. "I guess I can only tell you the truth. I'll tell you straight out, there's no need to dance around the inevitable." Pilar paused for a moment, the tears in her eyes were consuming her and making it hard for her to go on. Theresa passed her a few tissues causing a smile to appear on Pilar's heartbroken face. "Thank you," she said wipping away the tears. "Theresita, you are in here because you were in a horrible car accident. The reason why you can't speak is because you have serve lacerations to your larynx. See your car flipped over as you were curving round a road. I'm not sure if just the rain had anything to do with the accident or not, but what I know is that the debris from accident is what caused the lacerations to your larynx. Theresita, I'm so sorry...they said you may never speak again."
[i]Never speak again? That means...no! No![/i]
Theresa was in disbelief, she didn't want to believe her mother's words were true. She continued to shake her head and mouth words to her mother. Pilar's heart was breaking for her daughter. Theresa was so young and had a promising future, but now...who knew what the future held for her or for anyone.
Theresa grabbed the pad and pencil from the nightstand beside her bed and started to write rapidly what she needed to say.
[i]No, you're wrong, Mama. I'm going to be just fine. I just need to rest. My voice is gone because I've strained it, that's all. I'll be fine[/i]
Theresa smiled nervously as she passed her mother the pad. Pilar didn't know what to say to make Theresa believe. She knew that this was going to be a hard adjustment for her and that it took time, but when would she stop denying that everything was fine? Seeing Theresa this way was hard for Pilar she had never seen her act such way. Pilar just wished that it would all end.
"Am I interrupting?" A doctor asked as he poked his head in the room.
"No," Pilar said wipping away her tears. She didn't want anyone to see her this way.
"How are you feeling, Theresa?" He asked as he set down her chart.
Theresa tried to say something, but the doctor told her to write it down. He said that she needed to save her strength.
[i]I'm a little soar, but my main concern is my voice.[/i]
"I understand," he said, "did your mother get a chance to speak with you?"
Theresa nodded her head and wrote,
[i]She must be mistaken though. She said that I would never speak again. That's impossible, right?[/i]
"I'm afraid not, Theresa. I'm going to be frank with you, the lacerations to your larynx were so serve that there's no therapy or surgery that can recover your ability to speak. I'm so sorry to have to tell you that."
[i]You're wrong! I want a second opinion![/i]
"Theresita, we've had other doctor's opinions. Dr. Russell even said that there was nothing that could be done."
The words tore her heart into a million pieces. First she lost Ethan, and now her voice, what else?
[i]Nothing can be done?[/i]
"I'm afraid not."
[i]So I'll never sing again?[/i]
Theresa needed to know. Singing was her life, the only thing that brought her happiness. She couldn't accept the fact that she would lose the last thing she loved.
"No, you won't ever sing again."
Theresa collapsed crying into her mother's arms. It was the only place left that she could turn to for comfort. What was she to do now that she lost everything that meant the most to her? Could she go on day after day without a voice? Only time would tell.
Theresa laid in her hospital bed with her head in her hands crying softly. She wished that she would just wake up and find that this was all a horrible nightmare. Tightly closing her eyes she wished for this nightmare to end. When she opened her eyes she found that she was still in the hospital unable to speak.
[i]Will this nightmare ever end?[/i]
Theresa lifted her head as she felt a gentle hand upon her shoulder. Looking up she smiled seeing an old familar face. She tried to say something, but soon remembered that she couldn't.
"Shh, don't speak," Pilar said as she wrapped her arms around her terrified daughter. Pilar didn't know what to say to Theresa. What the doctors had told her would destroy Theresa forever. She didn't want to break the news to her, but who else could do it? It was Pilar's job as a mother to tell her the truth. Pilar paused before saying anything. She stared into her daughter's eyes, seeing the future that Theresa should have. It wasn't fair that everything Theresa ever dreamed of having should be broken because of some horrible accident.
Theresa could see that something was troubling her mother, she just wasn't sure what it was. Touching her mother's face oh so gently Theresa smiled as if to let her know that everything was going to be fine. Deep down though Theresa knew that nothing was ever going to be the same. She felt that way ever since Ethan left for Europe, when he left he took a piece of her heart and soul. Theresa took a deep breath, although it hurt just to do so, and prepared for the worst.
"Theresita, I'm not sure how I can tell you this," Pilar began slowly as she searched for the right words. "I guess I can only tell you the truth. I'll tell you straight out, there's no need to dance around the inevitable." Pilar paused for a moment, the tears in her eyes were consuming her and making it hard for her to go on. Theresa passed her a few tissues causing a smile to appear on Pilar's heartbroken face. "Thank you," she said wipping away the tears. "Theresita, you are in here because you were in a horrible car accident. The reason why you can't speak is because you have serve lacerations to your larynx. See your car flipped over as you were curving round a road. I'm not sure if just the rain had anything to do with the accident or not, but what I know is that the debris from accident is what caused the lacerations to your larynx. Theresita, I'm so sorry...they said you may never speak again."
[i]Never speak again? That means...no! No![/i]
Theresa was in disbelief, she didn't want to believe her mother's words were true. She continued to shake her head and mouth words to her mother. Pilar's heart was breaking for her daughter. Theresa was so young and had a promising future, but now...who knew what the future held for her or for anyone.
Theresa grabbed the pad and pencil from the nightstand beside her bed and started to write rapidly what she needed to say.
[i]No, you're wrong, Mama. I'm going to be just fine. I just need to rest. My voice is gone because I've strained it, that's all. I'll be fine[/i]
Theresa smiled nervously as she passed her mother the pad. Pilar didn't know what to say to make Theresa believe. She knew that this was going to be a hard adjustment for her and that it took time, but when would she stop denying that everything was fine? Seeing Theresa this way was hard for Pilar she had never seen her act such way. Pilar just wished that it would all end.
"Am I interrupting?" A doctor asked as he poked his head in the room.
"No," Pilar said wipping away her tears. She didn't want anyone to see her this way.
"How are you feeling, Theresa?" He asked as he set down her chart.
Theresa tried to say something, but the doctor told her to write it down. He said that she needed to save her strength.
[i]I'm a little soar, but my main concern is my voice.[/i]
"I understand," he said, "did your mother get a chance to speak with you?"
Theresa nodded her head and wrote,
[i]She must be mistaken though. She said that I would never speak again. That's impossible, right?[/i]
"I'm afraid not, Theresa. I'm going to be frank with you, the lacerations to your larynx were so serve that there's no therapy or surgery that can recover your ability to speak. I'm so sorry to have to tell you that."
[i]You're wrong! I want a second opinion![/i]
"Theresita, we've had other doctor's opinions. Dr. Russell even said that there was nothing that could be done."
The words tore her heart into a million pieces. First she lost Ethan, and now her voice, what else?
[i]Nothing can be done?[/i]
"I'm afraid not."
[i]So I'll never sing again?[/i]
Theresa needed to know. Singing was her life, the only thing that brought her happiness. She couldn't accept the fact that she would lose the last thing she loved.
"No, you won't ever sing again."
Theresa collapsed crying into her mother's arms. It was the only place left that she could turn to for comfort. What was she to do now that she lost everything that meant the most to her? Could she go on day after day without a voice? Only time would tell.