I think they were trying to calm me of the surgery that was about to happen. .
"Where y'all going?" My mom walked towards us in the hall, still holding her cell phone up to her ear. I told my mom that they were taking me to the emergency room. "How long will it be?" She wanted to know if she had time to go and gather some clothes. One of the guys from transport told her. My mom and I exchanged our final "I love you" before surgery. .
They placed me in an all-white room before surgery. A nurse from the operation room came in to hook up my IV to anesthesia. I remember staring at the anesthesia drip until I drifted to a deep sleep. When I awoke, I heard loud talking and laughing. My eyes slowly open. I was back in the hospital room. "Hey Girl!" My older sister walked happily towards me and I smiled. .
My mom was not too far behind her. "Hey, how's my big baby feeling?" I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I started to panic and point at my mouth. My hand got entangled with the trache tube. I began to jerk my hand back and forth, trying to untangle it. "Angela, calm down!" My mom was worried that I would pull the tube out of my neck. .
My sister looked as scared as me. "It's ok." The tears began to roll down my face. My mom held my hands down so I would not get them tangled again. "What! You can't talk? My mom was frustrated. I nodded no to respond. She quickly left the room to find a nurse. I was looking at my sister, but I knew if I continued to look at her, I would start back crying so I turned my head to look out of the door. My mom and a nurse dressed in light blue scrubs rushed in. My mom calmly sat beside my sister. She knew if she stayed calm, then maybe we would. .
The nurse gave me a brief introduction and began examining my trache. "Your mom told me you couldn't talk." I gloomily nodded no. "Give me a thumbs up or down to respond.
