Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Today was the day from hell. It started off with a phone call from my father which should have signaled to me right then and there that it was going to be bad. He wanted to discuss my math grade with me. Well, Aunt Lu got on the phone with him and wanted to speak to my mother. I guess my dad started questioning her and she told him it was about Terri Schiavo. Since my parents live in Florida, Aunt Lu wanted my mom to call Jeb Bush’s office to let him know that Terri’s life should be saved. Well, my dad thinks that Terri should be allowed to die. I thought Aunt Lu was going to jump through the phone and strangle him. He really got her fired up.

After they got off the phone I went outside to meet Molly and Lauren. I was going to drive them to school. Aunt Lu walked out with me. She was going to head over to our local US Representative’s office to let him know that she wants to save Terri’s life. Who would’ve thought my Aunt Lu was such an activist?

Well, it was raining today and Aunt Lu slipped on the driveway and hit her head, knocking her unconscious. I was freaking out so Lauren ran to get her mother. Mrs. Anderson called 911 and they had to rush Aunt Lu to the hospital in an ambulance. Molly headed off to school and Mrs. Anderson took Lauren and I to the hospital.

When we got there Uncle Bill, Aunt Linda, Lindsay and Brett met us there. I was freaking out big time. Aunt Lu is all I have. She’s the only person in my life who has been constant. She’s my rock and I need her. The thought of something happening to her was killing me, although I was trying to hold it together.

The doctor told us that she broke her hip and that she was still unconscious. The morning was hell. I called my mom and she tried to change her flight from tomorrow to today but she wasn’t making much progress.

Uncle Bill and Aunt Linda were trying to figure out what care Aunt Lu would need, so Lauren and Mrs. Anderson were trying to comfort me. Around 9:30 they left because Mrs. Anderson didn’t want Lauren to miss school.

Lindsay and I sat with Brett most of the morning praying that Aunt Lu would wake up. Aunt Linda made us get lunch in the cafeteria and when I got back I was at my breaking point because Aunt Lu hadn’t regained consciousness.

I walked around a corner and sat down on the floor and started to cry. I’ve never been so scared in my life. If it weren’t for Aunt Lu I would be in Florida with my drunk, emotionally abusive father. If it weren’t for her I wouldn’t know stability and a happy home. The thought of loosing her scared me to death.

I was sitting there crying when Lindsay walked around the corner. She told me that Aunt Lu was conscious and that she seemed aware of who she was and where she was. I was so relieved! But Lindsay told me that we couldn’t see her until the doctors were finished examining her.

I went into the bathroom to wash my face. When I walked out Josh was standing there. At first I thought I was dreaming it. I asked him what he was doing there and he said, “My sister called and said you might need a friend.” I nodded and burst into tears again. He pulled him into his arms and I cried until Uncle Bill came and told me I could see Aunt Lu.

I went in to see her and told her she better not ever scare me like that again. You know what she said? She said, “Call Jeb Bush and tell him you want him to save Terri Schiavo.” I couldn’t believe her! Here we are going crazy worrying about her and she’s still thinking of others. I knew then that she’d be okay.

The doctors said they wanted to keep her at the hospital because of her hip injury and they want to keep and eye on her head. They told us we should go home so that she can rest.

Mrs. Anderson and Josh took Lindsay and I to school right as school was being let out. We needed to talk to our teachers to find out what we missed during the day. I was kind of annoyed because Nancy cornered Josh when he walked into school with us. I was going through hell and that little b!tch just had to talk to Josh. Grrr…

After we were finished at school we dropped Lindsay off and then they dropped me off at my house so I could get some things. When I got home my mom called and said she was taking a 10 p.m. flight into Philadelphia. She said she’d take a cab to the house and stay there. So I didn’t want to stay with Uncle Bill and Aunt Linda since my mom was coming home and I wanted to be there when she arrived.

Mrs. Anderson told me to spend the evening at her house and then head home around bed time so that I could be home when my mom got there.

I’m relieved about Aunt Lu but I know a broken hip is going to be a big obstacle for her. It’s going to be awhile before she’s back on her feet and I’m scared that she’ll want me to go back to Florida now that it will be harder for her to take care of me. I’m hoping that my mom will stay up here and help Aunt Lu until she’s better.

I was wishing so hard to see Josh. I guess it’s true that you should watch what you wish for. I certainly didn’t want to see him at Aunt Lu’s expense. But it felt so good to see his face at the hospital. No one else could have made me feel better the way he did. He let me stand there and cry and get it out without saying anything or imposing his point of view on me. Lauren told me that when bad things happen there are only a few people in our lives that can make us feel better. She thought Josh was one of those people for me. That’s why she called him. I just can’t believe he dropped everything and came home.

Well, I have some things to do before going to the Anderson’s house. I have to call Florida for Aunt Lu and tell Jeb Bush to save Terri Schiavo. I hope Aunt Lu doesn’t think I’ll actually get him on the phone. I’m sure she knows I’ll just be talking to a secretary, right? Maybe I should tell her I did talk to him…

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