My entire life, I’ve only had the chance to see insignificant things of the world, the orphanage and the hills and forest surrounding it. Now, I can finally go somewhere different – the Featherfall Hospital, located in Louisiana. It’s only happened a few times, but Mother Natalie booked me an appointment at Featherfall Hospital for a check up. I leave tonight, after dinner.
Dinner was amazingly good, but I only ate a bit, before I was out the door. Amelia, my best friend, ran after me, leaving her unfinished dinner alone on the wooden table. She pulled me in for a tight hug, pinning my arms down my side. I just stood there, unable to hug her back, making the embrace an awkward one. Her fingers were oily and sticky on my skin, but that didn’t …show more content…
She examined me as I described how I was feeling after the heart transplantation. She told me to press the red buttons – one located above my bed and the other in the bathroom – if I have any difficulties or struggles with anything. After instructing me with instructions that may save my life, she took my blood the way Doctor Dave had. While she was doing that, I asked her why I had to stay here for eight months and why she was so concerned with me. She hesitated before answering, “Because Gemma…during the heart transplantation, we used a horse’s heart instead of a human being’s…and it’s the first time we’ve done it” I froze and didn’t say anything and she left me alone in the silent room I had to stay in for another eight months.
I woke up to people I’ve never seen before in this hospital dressed up in transparent Ebola-like clothing. They told me to put the transparent Ebola-like clothing without explaining why and without questioning, I did as I was told. They guided me into an isolated room in the hospital on the highest floor. Doctor Dave came and spoke to me through a walkie-talkie like device and his voice echoed through the room. He explained everything to me and apologised so many times, tears forming a bathtub of water in his
Dinner was amazingly good, but I only ate a bit, before I was out the door. Amelia, my best friend, ran after me, leaving her unfinished dinner alone on the wooden table. She pulled me in for a tight hug, pinning my arms down my side. I just stood there, unable to hug her back, making the embrace an awkward one. Her fingers were oily and sticky on my skin, but that didn’t …show more content…
She examined me as I described how I was feeling after the heart transplantation. She told me to press the red buttons – one located above my bed and the other in the bathroom – if I have any difficulties or struggles with anything. After instructing me with instructions that may save my life, she took my blood the way Doctor Dave had. While she was doing that, I asked her why I had to stay here for eight months and why she was so concerned with me. She hesitated before answering, “Because Gemma…during the heart transplantation, we used a horse’s heart instead of a human being’s…and it’s the first time we’ve done it” I froze and didn’t say anything and she left me alone in the silent room I had to stay in for another eight months.
I woke up to people I’ve never seen before in this hospital dressed up in transparent Ebola-like clothing. They told me to put the transparent Ebola-like clothing without explaining why and without questioning, I did as I was told. They guided me into an isolated room in the hospital on the highest floor. Doctor Dave came and spoke to me through a walkie-talkie like device and his voice echoed through the room. He explained everything to me and apologised so many times, tears forming a bathtub of water in his