Natalie,
I sat on the chair for a few seconds, then I started to pace while looking in the operation room general area.
My son was having surgery, and I felt like my soul was being sucked out of me as I stayed here, not knowing anything about him.
Even though the doctor had talked to me before he went inside there and he kept on telling me not to worry, still I felt like dying here.
“You can’t stay like this for three or six hours. You know this surgery takes time, so please, you are making me nervous.”
Abbey said in her mother’s voice, and I ignored her as I kept pacing, almost losing my mind. It has been two hours, and I was freaking out.
I don’t think I can sit like her on a chair and wait those three or six hours. If anything happened to my son, I might die. No, I will for sure f
