I was discharged from the hospital. My parents called, “We’re at the shopping mall preparing for your sister’s birthday. Take a bus.” With 3 stitches in my abdomen, I called a taxi, got home, called the bank, and removed her from my life insurance when she.. went to the doctor…
I was discharged from St. Luke’s Regional at 2:40 on a Friday afternoon, with three stitches in my lower abdomen, a bag full of discharge papers, and strict instructions not to lift anything heavier than ten pounds for at least a week.
The nurse wheeled me to the entrance and gently asked, “Is someone coming to pick you up?”Because at that moment, I still believed my parents would come.
