Lewis Peterson
I got to the airport and was told that there was no scheduled flight for Canada at that time.
I was shouting at the attendants at the airport, asking them to do anything for me to leave for Canada that night when someone touched me. I turned with anger at the person that touched to see Eden and dad behind me. The anger I was feeling dissolved into shock.
"Lewis, we have jet, let's use it." Dad said and I nodded in agreement.
Soon we were on our way to Ottawa Canada. I was just so restless, looking at my phone at regular intervals to be sure they were still there.
When we got to the hospital, it was almost ten pm in Canada, because of the difference in time zones.
The hospital management was so strict that they didn't care who we are, they said we couldn't see any pati
