
Friday July 18th was the day I thought that my bad dream was going to come true. My oldest and I have asthma.. and she has it bad enough for me to know that I need to keep an eye on her.. Well I drop both of my girls off to get picked up for summer school.. I wave and they are on there way to school. Well I thought today was going to be a very nice slow day.. but no my mother gets a phone call telling me that my oldest is being rushed to the emergency room because she was having an asthma attack.. I stood there shock for a moment and changed my forces and left my mother standing there to get ready to go..
I left the house and beat the ambulance there... Yea I thought I was doing about 65miles an hr to get there.. bad idea I know but it was my daughter that needed me. And I need to get there a.s.a.p So I got there.. You don't know what I felt when I saw my daughter being pull of the back of that truck.. The pain that ran to me heart knowing that I couldn't do anything to protect her.. or to save her.. I felt so helpless at that moment.. I wanted to cry.. but I didn't, to make me feel better I called on my brother and told him was with going on so he would know.
I sat there as they point as attach stuff to my daughter.. I wanted to just let the tears pour.. about a good 30mins later after the nursing finish, my brother walked through the door.. That is when the water fell from my face..
It was good to see my brother come to my aid and sit with me so I would not feel alone in this.. I love my brother for doing that....
While he was there I didn't feel so helpless no more
SliverMoon





