Growing further apart from my brother every day things changed dramatically. Kyle getting sick, not only changed hislife, but our lives. Seeing him in the condition he was in really sent me over the edge. Him having major kidney problems, and possible failure was almost to much for me to handle. Our suffering relationship was about to change.
I got a call from my father to come to the hospital as quickly as possible. I didn't even know what was going on, all I knew was that my brother had been really sick. I raced over to the hospital just to find out what was happening. I get into the room where my brother was, everybody was crying and I really wasn't prepared for that. I became very concerned, feeling the tears coming to my eyes and not even knowing why. My dad stands up and takes me out of the room. I could tell he had been crying too, but there wasn't only sorrow in his eyes, there was anger. "What's wrong," I said. He look at me with a face I've never seen before. I find out that my brother was having very serious kidney problems. What I didn't know is why my dad was so angry. Turns out, the doctor had told my family that this could cause him to die. The problem with this was, they said it in front of Kyle. He freaked out, and my dad blew up. I"m crying now and head back in the room, I can actually say I cried myself to sleep that night. .
In the morning Kyle wakes up, and everybody is out of the room eating breakfast but me. He wakes up enough where he can talk. I haven't had a serious talk with him in years. We started growing apart when he turned sixteen, but for some reason he just started telling me everything that he was thinking. In the middle of conversation he started crying, I tried to be strong and not cry, I just couldn't do it. I did my best to try and drop this talk of death, and how scared he was. To do this, I got up and hugged him, told him I loved him, and everything would be all right.
