"... You never know what you have until it's gone"
Sarah is in the hospital. My best fucking friend is in the god damn hospital. What the fuck is going on? The reason I laugh, the reason I smile, the reason I get up in the morning, the reason I breathe is in the hospital. She everything to me. She is my sister, through and through. And to see her in the hospital like that just freaked me out.
I got a call this morning around 7 from Sarah. She said she was in the hospital.. Of course, I immediately jump out of bed, making Goldie believe it was time to play, and grabbed some clothes and my wallet and was out the door. I stopped at the store and bought her magazines, starbucks and bagels and cream cheese for brittany. I got over to the hospital about 7:30 and just sat with her until I had class. She has pneumonia. And not just pneumonia, but it is in BOTH of her lungs. Usually people only get it in one and even then it is dangerous. But no, she has it in both, which increases her chances of getting fluid in her lungs, her developing walking pneumonia and obviously, going into failure. They say she is okay and is making a recovery, but they refuse to release her from the hospital. Just seeing her with IV's connected everywhere and having to have oxygen to be able to breathe comfortably just freaked me out. What would I do if died? I would go insane. Through it all, she has been my rock. All I have to say is "I really need to talk to you" and she is there. Of course she has gotten me upset, but I know in the depths of my heart that she is there for me and I just couldnt stand her being in that hospital and looking so helpless. Of course she says she is fine and wants to go home.
.. I was there until a little while ago. We watched the yankee game together (which they won, cause they rock) and bullshitted and tried to keep each other's mind off the fact that she was in the hospital.
Supposedly she is supposed to be released tomorrow, I told her to call me either way. If she has to stay another day I am not going to work. And I will find out exactly what is going on and what my chances are of losing my bestfriend.
...Please let her be okay. She has to be okay. She is my other half. Without her, I'd be lost.
I got a call this morning around 7 from Sarah. She said she was in the hospital.. Of course, I immediately jump out of bed, making Goldie believe it was time to play, and grabbed some clothes and my wallet and was out the door. I stopped at the store and bought her magazines, starbucks and bagels and cream cheese for brittany. I got over to the hospital about 7:30 and just sat with her until I had class. She has pneumonia. And not just pneumonia, but it is in BOTH of her lungs. Usually people only get it in one and even then it is dangerous. But no, she has it in both, which increases her chances of getting fluid in her lungs, her developing walking pneumonia and obviously, going into failure. They say she is okay and is making a recovery, but they refuse to release her from the hospital. Just seeing her with IV's connected everywhere and having to have oxygen to be able to breathe comfortably just freaked me out. What would I do if died? I would go insane. Through it all, she has been my rock. All I have to say is "I really need to talk to you" and she is there. Of course she has gotten me upset, but I know in the depths of my heart that she is there for me and I just couldnt stand her being in that hospital and looking so helpless. Of course she says she is fine and wants to go home.
.. I was there until a little while ago. We watched the yankee game together (which they won, cause they rock) and bullshitted and tried to keep each other's mind off the fact that she was in the hospital.
Supposedly she is supposed to be released tomorrow, I told her to call me either way. If she has to stay another day I am not going to work. And I will find out exactly what is going on and what my chances are of losing my bestfriend.
...Please let her be okay. She has to be okay. She is my other half. Without her, I'd be lost.