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On Tuesday my mom called the hospital to see if she could get some of the fluid tapped from her belly since the fluid was building up and making it difficult for her to move. They said they would see her on Thursday to do the tap at 1 pm. I go to work that day and wait for her to call or text about what happened. An hour passes, 2 hours passes, 3 hours passes, 4 hours passes, 5 hours pass. I continued to call her cellphone to see if she would pickup because it was taking WAY too long for a tap. I call my uncle who drove her to the hospital and he didn’t pick up either.
I was suppose to go to the Angels game that night with co-workers if she was doing ok but I didn’t get a response from her so I didn’t go. When I finally spoke to my mom it was at the end of the work day. I called her at 5 and she picked up. I asked her what was going on. She just said in a weak ass voice that scared me. “I’m in the pharmacy. I have chills” I said “what? why aren’t they keeping you there than? You must have a fever” She couldn’t focus on the conversation. She seemed out of it and she said she’ll talk to me when she got home.
I was still at work getting ready to leave and I hung up with her and just stood there trying not to cry because I felt the pain in her voice and it was killing me inside. One of my co-workers was watching me during the whole convo and when I hung up he just stared at me. I looked at him on the verge of tears and said “don’t stare at me” He asked if I was o.k and I said ….well I don’t remember what I said but everyone was quiet after that. My boss came to help me pack up my stuff and it was silent in the office. I’ve NEVER cried in front of people before and I never thought I would. Other co-workers came up to me and asked if I was going to the game, but once they saw my blood-shot eyes they were concerned. I told them no.
Someone just called me.. finish the story later.
