Innocentata Medicalos: the beginning of the end
Jenny looked up from her classwork weakly. She hadn't been feeling to
strongly the last few days but she didn't say anything about it. She knew
what it was. She seen it before, in her parents bodies, in her siblings
bodies and than in her own. She just didn't want to admit it to anyone not
even herself.
Her teacher came to her, a new teacher this year. Brand new, didn't even
know how to spank a penny and was a little to light the first day according
to the pennies. She was young and inexperienced.
"Jenny, I know I can't spank you for not working hard, but don't you think
it's time you get back to work?" She asked nicely.
"Yes ma'am," Jenny said looking at her paperwork once again just to faint
onto the table.
Her teacher looked confused for a second than acted instantly in trying to
wake Jenny up. Jenny wasn't responding too well. Her teacher finally sent
one of the voluntaras (more popular at age 8 than younger) to get the school
nurse.
The nurse took one look at her and called the ambulance.
On the way to the hospital Jenny finally woke up.
"Hello, sleepy head," One of the emts said.
"Hello," Jenny said trying to sit up but he put his hand on her chest.
"Not so fast. We're on the way to the hospital," He said.
"What happened?" Jenny asked.
"You're dehydrated from throwing up so much," He answered.
Jenny knew it was happening but didn't want to admit it to herself and
didn't really get it till than and she relaxed on the gurney while they
drove to the hospital and her iv liquid dripped into her vein.
The disease has come back and this time it's not a dream. It will always be
a nightmare but not one you dream of, one you live.
The disease was later confirmed by Jenny's doctor later that afternoon. No
more question anymore. The disease came back.