I woke up the next morning half-dreading the day. Today I was going to visit Lily at her nursing home. Every time I go it is really hard but it felt like this one was even harder. I got myself ready to go. I put on a black skater skirt with black lace tights and a maroon tank top, Lily always loves my clothes. I put a little bit of makeup on but barely any. I grabbed my car keys and left me apartment kinda a mess.
I hopped into my dark green Jeep Wrangler and turned on some chill music. It's a 45 minute drive to the reserve where she stays. It's basically in the middle of nowhere. I pulled up to the home, which looks more like a prison. I went up to the door where they let me in. They checked my purse and patted me down for any sharp objects and whatnot, they hold people with all sorts of issues here. The lady at the check in desk scanned my visitor card and I walked through the gates. I walked to the end of the gloomy hall where I heard screaming. I started to walk into Lilys room when I saw a crowd of nurses and doctors around her bed. Immediately i pushed through them all. I saw Lily laying in her bed, screaming, tossing and turning. Her entire body was shaking and twitching. I began to well up. I tried to reach for her hand but one of the doctors slapped in away. I felt my heart sink into my stomach and the tears started to flow. I ran out of the room balling my eyes out. One of the doctors followed me out and took me into a very private room.
I sat in a chair in the small office frightened. What was wrong with Lily? The doctors began to speak, "Linday, we have some bad news for you," she reached her hand across the desk and took my hand into hers, "Lily has been having seizures, a lot of seizures. Her medication she's been on for the past few months was supposed to prevent her from developing severe seizures but she must've rejected the medication," the doctor explained. My head began to drop. I wish my parents were here to help me through this, then again if parents were still here this wouldn't be happening. "So what is the plan, how do we fix this?" I asked. The doctor sighed and frowned, "I'm sorry Lindsay, but Lily is allergic to an chemical used in most seizure medication. We have her under 24/7 surveillance. There is some good news for you though," she proceeded to say, "As you know Lily has been in all types of therapy, and she regained her ability to speak. It is a bit hard to understand but she is most definitely getting improving. Although her speech therapist is worried that she will turn off her speaking due to all her seizures."
I felt the weirdest feeling, I was so happy that Lily was speaking again. Yet I was infatuated with sorrow that she was having severe seizures. It was so bittersweet. I could still here Lily's screams from inside the tiny office. The doctor proceeded to ask me to leave in order for the other doctors to control the seizures. I ran right out of the home and drive back to my apartment, crying to myself the entire way home.
I walked up to my apartment door and saw Sebastian standing in the doorway. He looked great even though he was wearing grey joggers and a black v-neck shirt. I then realized how awful I looked, I had makeup all down my face and my hair was like a birds nest! I was so embarrassed. "Hey baby, why are you crying?" Sebastian asked concerningly. I opened the door and he followed me inside. We layed on my couch while I explained the entire Lily situation. I brought him to tears by the end. It was kinda sweet that he could feel my sorrow and cry with me.
"So baby, I think it's time for me get us some comfort food," Sebastian said. I smiled, "Absolutely babe." We decided to get Chinese food, because who doesn't love some orange chicken to heal a sad heart? Sebastian went to Sun-Chi, the nearest Chinese restaurant while I freshened up. I took off all my makeup and brushed my hair, which was a frizzy mess. I decided to put it into a French side braid and changed into my Nike joggers and an off the shoulder crew neck. Sebastian shortly came back with our food, which was delicious if I say so myself.
I got really tired and so did Sebastian, and we both decided to get some rest, but of course I couldn't have my sexy boyfriend driving when he was exhausted, so I insisted that he stay the night. We curled up in my bed, me being the little spoon like usual, and we fell asleep. I had never slept better than when I sleep wrapped in Sebastian's arms.