Of Fire and Ice
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Chapter 22
Sirens ring through the air. I can feel someone lifting me from the ground. I can faintly hear the voices around me. "TARANEE! Please hold on!" I can feel water splashing on me but I just feel a large amount of pain.
"What's happening? Why do I feel such pain?"
The ambulance arrives and someone places me on a white bed. I hear people talking fast and it bothers me the fact I can not make out the words. One of them approaches my mother. "Your daughter looks like she will be fine. However the other one..." Mom cuts off his speech by rushing past them and taking a seat in next to my bed. She rubs my head tenderly with misty eyes.
"Someone else was hurt. Was it my buddy?"
I can not really tell you how much time passes by. We finally get to the hospital and I am examined by some doctor.
"I am so tired…I hope I don't have to stay up all night. Is the other person ok?"
Mom is still by my side. I give her a tired smile as she gently takes my hand. Her stern side begins to cloud over her eyes. When the doctor calls my mom out in the hall, she offers me an apologetic look as she leaves the room.
"Why do I feel so numb? Everything smells so lifeless. Why did the person have to ruin the one day when everything was looking good? Mom is going back to her overly stern ways. I just want to sleep so that I can dream that I am anywhere but here."
Mom walks back in with a really sad look in her eyes. I look at mom and she quickly hides it as she comforts me. After a while I fall asleep but her look worries me.
I hear the door open and shut about 4 times during (what I guess would be night time) hours. I sneeze about twice and I could not help but wonder if mom stayed or what. My answer is realized when I feel moms' hand on mine. I can feel tears on my wrists another realization hits me.
"Mom is crying. Please mom I'm ok. I have just a small wound I will be fine soon. Can anyone hear me? Why does it feel like I am talking to myself?"
A doctor walks in and does the usual check ups. He checks my blood pressure and uses a small flashlight to see if I am awake. He offers a gentle smile at me. Mom looks anxious and I still can not understand why. He places a hand on my head as if reassurance.
"Why is everyone so worried about me? I feel fine just a little tired. I am ok really. ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?"
"Taranee please squeeze your left hand." I manage to do that. I give him a confused look. He nods reassuringly to my mom. It seems he is signaling my left hand is all right. "Now squeeze your right for me Taranee."
"Why does he want me to do this? I am ok really. CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?"
I try but I feel nothing in that hand. The doctor lifts up the arm and drops it. I still feel nothing and alarms sound off in my head. Mom sobs and asks, "What's wrong doctor?"
He tries again but what scares me the most is I feel nothing. My arm just makes a thud no pain registers.
"WHAT! IS THAT MY ARM! Why can't I feel anything?"
The doctor has a grave look on his face as he turns to mom. "Mrs. Cook I'm afraid that shot has paralyzed the right side of your daughter's body. We can only hope this is temporary, and a minor surgery will help the blood flow." Again tears fill my mother's eyes.
"So all we can do is hope? You can only operate on her and hope." Mom sits down in the chair as she looks at me with worry in her eyes.
"WHAT! OH NO! Surgery is for serious problems. I will be fine really. Still it is worrisome that I can not feel the right side of my body. I DON'T THINK SURGERY IS NECESSARY!"
The doctor looks at me as if he can read my thoughts. "Taranee this is serious enough for surgery. However you are not as bad off as the other pat…" Mom falls on something and interrupts the doctor. She pulls him out to the hall with a furious look in her eyes.
"THIS IS NOT RIGHT! WHO ELSE IS HERE! SOMEONE TELL ME AND STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE I CAN'T TALK! WHAT IS EVERYONE DEAF? I CAN SPEAK FINE I CAN HEAR MYSELF!"
Nurses rush in and my annoyance increases. The doctor comes back in with my mother. He turns to her and with a stern but kind expression. "Calm your daughter down, if you don't she will hurt herself more." Mom nods at the doctor and soothes me. Suddenly I feel really sleepy. The last thing I hear before passing out is; "Prep Taranee for surgery, she is all ready showing signs of panic, we need to act fast if she is ever to regain use of her right side."
I AM SO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG! I finished school so now I have more time. I'm glad to see people are still taking interest in this story. Only a few more chapters and it will be finished. THANK YOU ALL FOR SUPPORTING ME! I hope you have not lost faith in me.