“The circle of life must go on. With every life lost a new one is born.” I murmur under my breath as this saying keeps rolling around in my head over and over.
Looking over at my mom, I feel a little bit better knowing that she has been sleeping comfortably in her hospital bed for a couple of hours. As I scan the room, the stark white walls are almost too much for me and the headache I have been nursing. “It looks like someone forgot to clean up the blood on the floor.” I say softly so I don’t wake her up.
“That must have been left over from when they had to do emergency surgery on her a couple of hours after she came in.” Brandon says quietly when he looks down at what I am staring at and sees the blood there.
Earlier, I was told that when she arrived, she only had mild chest pains, bu
