Sunday, January 29, 2012
Chapter 8: Am I Gonna Die?
As promised, here's an exerpt from Chapter 8 of my book AM I GONNA DIE? "I called Moms hospital room that night and I am still haunted to this day of our conversation. Mom couldn't say any word but Yes. She didn't even know who I was when I called. I tried to ask her questions about what was going on or if she knew where she was; she had no clue. I couldn't believe my ears. Dad had warned me that she was in bad shape and to not call her, but this was my mother, and all I wanted was to hear her voice. I kept trying to convince myself that she was going to be okay, but after talking to her that Monday night, I wasn't so sure that would happen. I was sitting alone in my hotel room in Philadelphia, when I received a call from my Aunt Lynette (Moms sister) late that Thursday night. I knew that if she was calling me, and not Dad or my sister Lindsey, that whatever news she was going to give me wasn't good. "Honey I wasn't sure whether to call you or not, but you have the right to know what's going on...." "Oh god Aunt Lynette, what's wrong?" My heart started pounding harder than it ever had, my head started hurting, my arms and legs went numb, my chest felt like it was going to explode. "David you might need to drive down here as soon as you can. I've been with your Mom the past few days and things aren't getting better. I'm not saying...........that........ummm......you know.....(I could hear Aunt Lynette sobbing as she struggled to speak) "Aunt Lynette......is she dying?" "David......you need to get down here as soon as possible.....I'm so sorry." It's amazing how strong Mom was while she battled for her life during those 8 days in the hospital. As devastated as we were to see her in the condition she was in, we never left her side. Mom you were always an inspiration to me and always will be. Take the time to tell your Mom how much you appreciate her and love her today. You only have 1 mother, and you never know when that day will come for her to be taken away. I love my Mom more than anything, and the only time she ever saw me cry was in her hospital room. Me, Dad, Clint, and Lindsey stood around her bed as she Mom looked at all of us withna blank stare and she started crying. All she could ask was, "Am I Gonna Die?"