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prompt_a_day's prompt: The door opened
Feb. 12th, 2007 09:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
baronessekat The door opened and the doctor finally walked into the waiting room, where I had been sitting alone for two hours.
There is nothing quite as peaceful and creepy at the same time as a hospital's ICU waiting room at 12:30 in the morning.
I knew instantly by the look in the attending's eyes that the news was not good.
He started to speak and suddenly I couldn't understand the English language. I heard the words "rupture" and "Aneurysm" and "poor prognosis".
I didn't want to believe him. This was my mother he was talking about. A woman I had just had lunch with 4 days ago. This could not be happening. Not me, not her, not now.
But I signed consent forms to allow procedures to occur to give us time to prepare.
In the end he said the one set of words I've grown tired of hearing over the last three days. "I'm so sorry."
He then left to take care of my dying mother, closing the door to the room behind him. Leaving me alone in the silent, sterile place. And I wept.
There is nothing quite as peaceful and creepy at the same time as a hospital's ICU waiting room at 12:30 in the morning.
I knew instantly by the look in the attending's eyes that the news was not good.
He started to speak and suddenly I couldn't understand the English language. I heard the words "rupture" and "Aneurysm" and "poor prognosis".
I didn't want to believe him. This was my mother he was talking about. A woman I had just had lunch with 4 days ago. This could not be happening. Not me, not her, not now.
But I signed consent forms to allow procedures to occur to give us time to prepare.
In the end he said the one set of words I've grown tired of hearing over the last three days. "I'm so sorry."
He then left to take care of my dying mother, closing the door to the room behind him. Leaving me alone in the silent, sterile place. And I wept.
