Yesterday I went through a traumatic
experience.
First
block yesterday, my school had a medical lockdown.
I kinda just thought whatever, but it was much more than
whatever.
I looked at my phone, and saw a text from my friend saying,
"What's wrong with your boyfriend? He's
crying..."
My boyfriend, Kyle, never cries.
So, you can imagine my fear when I read this right after a medical
lockdown.
When first block was over, all these people in the hallway were
staring at me as I walked.
Somebody walked up to me and asked me,
"What happened to Kyle? He was put on a strecher and sent to
the hospital in an ambulence."
Right then I lost it.
His brother and my principal went with to the hospital, and about
an hour later, his brother came back and told me that he had all
the symptoms of a stroke, and that he doesn't know what
happened yet.
I couldn't stop crying.
About a half hour later, I got a call from Kyle's mom saying
that he is alright, and that he had a bunch of x-rays that showed
that he had a severe acid reflex attack.
Honestly, I'm so lucky it wasn't worse...
It made me realize that
You need
to appreciate what you've
got.