My infection ( I can't say the name because A) I don't even know the exact name and B) "Privacy reasons" as my friends say ) May be coming back. I am scared. I might have to go back to the hospital like when I was very young. I can only remember one time I was actually in the hospital. The days I got out. I was eating an orange popsicle, sitting in the hospital with my pillow, watching Barney. My mom walked into the room, sho looked like she had been crying, but she was smileing. The doctor was behind her, clutching a giraffe stuffed animal. He handed it to me. I was so confused. What was going on? I didn't know I would ever actually get out of the hospital at that time. I was friends with all of my doctors. Life was pretty good. I sat up in the bed and took the giraffe, but I must have looked confused, so they explained that I was getting out. And I didnt have to stay there anymore. I was 4, then. Maybe 3. I can't remember. But I couldnt believe it. I shook my head and said I didnt want to stay, but I didnt want to go, either. They told me that I would Have to come in weekly until I was seven, to get my medicine and such. I named that giraffe Sally, after one of the stuffed animals in Barbie And The Nutcracker, or something like that. I still have that giraffe. But now, They're telling me I may have to go back. I can't! It's not fair. I feel fine. It's not a checkup or anything, its the real deal. They wont tell me why I have to go back. I AM TERRIFIED.
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