The Hospital

An Assisted Personal Narrative Written By Yasmina © October 2011

We are in a dull, scary unpleasant room waiting for results. I’m lying on a grey, hard which is meant to be a bed but no not a bed. Everyone is so tired that their eyes just shut and when someone, anyone, walks in they just magically open again. I’m trying to relax while my brother gives me the stare. I don’t know why? My mom is holding my hand and whispering to me and I find it so cute. I keep a smile on my face so that everyone knows that I’m okay, even if I did have time to talk it would waste my energy…I was thinking of school and what I would be doing right now if I was in there I was a bit bummed because I missed two weeks of school. At this moment all I wanted to do was get into my own bed and watch some T.V. but, no instead I’m in a hard rock bed with no T.V and everyone observing me . I just went through pain and now I can’t go to sleep! This was the worst, by far the worst day ever! Everyone got up and started chit-chatting while I was trying to sleep. The lights went on and the results were. The results were in , I had meningitis. After the results were in, the doctor said to me “don’t worry and please don’t panic!” I didn’t really know what was happening…

But the first question I asked was “Am I being admitted to the hospital”? They said “Yes only for 3 or 4 days.” I thought my life was over! So my dad and mom called the Insurance Company. Then my bother suggested my mom and him go home get my clothes, my toiletry stuff etc… And as my mom was leaving this evil wicked looking nurse came in with this gigantic, humongous big needle and she expected to put it through my skin too take a sample of my blood. She came closer and closer giving me the most evil look ever and she came up to me and said “Habbiti I need a sample of your blood” No way was I going to give my o positive blood to this wicked witch of the west and then suddenly I started to weep and she was about to stick a needle in my vain and then suddenly, I start to moan and cry and she just left the room. I was jumping with joy! 

Then this young sweet, funny man can in with the needle and he said politely “Please could I have your hand?” I was shaking I wasn’t sure if I trusted him and then I started to cry I thought he would get out but he didn’t and then I gave up he put a rubber sticky band on my arm and he counted down from 3.3-2-1 and the needle went in and out went my scream! I kept on looking I would scream even more was it over? Of course not then, he pulled out the humongous needle out! Ow I thought. Then I knew what it was time for Spine Lumbar the doctor came in with his kit and I was too scared to look but I knew what he was going to do basically he was going to get a needle and a tube and take liquid out from my stood back (ow).So he asked me to put my stomach against the wall and my back towards him. So I did what he asked and he applied this numbing cream so I won’t feel it, but believe me I felt it whenever he moved it felt like someone had stabbed you over and over again my mom right by me telling me you’re going to be fine, just fine. I kept on asking “is it over” they kept on saying “2 more minutes” but I knew it wasn’t over finally he said it was over and that I could relax until they came in to put me on I.V then I would be put in my room. So the wicked nurse came in and I asked her “will it hurt “tell a little girl that it wand boom it went in then this man came in then this man came in with a wheel chair and he was going to take me too my room he picked me up and put a mask over my mouth and we left felt humiliated leaving the room I wanted my mom when we got too the room my was there waiting for me I was pleased she was waiting nervously I came in they put me on the bed it was so uncomfortable comparing to my bed right next to me was my mom she was staying with me so I felt extra safe….The morning cam quick lots of visitors came to see me My best friend had called and said she was coming I was so happy finally a child coming to visit me. There was so much trouble letting her in but then finally she came in! I was so happy but she looked scared of me when the time she had to go she was just getting settled but anyway I was going home tomorrow.. The morning had come and the nurse came in she asked me if I could take your I.V out I said “Yes” she took it out I left I was pleased because I was out of there.. I learnt that hospitals are scary!