For all the times I’d wished I could ride in an ambulance—the rush of careening through traffic, the hustle and bustle going on inside—it was actually quite boring, which I guess is exactly how you’d like your ambulance ride to be if you could choose.
Lewis hooked me up to a few monitors as he talked to the woman driving us. They spoke in a shorthand that was likely to keep me in the dark about whatever terrible thing I may be dying from. Jorge’s skin turns a tint of green and his eyes go in and out of focus. I worry he’s going to throw up, and he’s not one I’ve ever known to get motion sickness.
“So,” I pause, mustering up the courage to ask my question. “What do you think happened?”
“Well,” Lewis talks to me as he fiddles with machines and items around me.
It’s strange that after being so focused on me moments ago, it now seems like he’s gotten bored with my situation and is looking at things to pass the bumpy ride. Apparently dodging traffic on a highway isn’t as smooth as I envisioned it to be. Each bump, hit of the break, and curve of turns, jostles me around the gurney. I wonder how people who are in actual pain handle this.
Lewis turns, maybe sensing that I want his focus. “From the way your friends and bystanders described it, it appears you had a seizure. They are going to confirm that at the hospital and run some tests to see what exactly is going on.”
Shock must have been evident on my face because he rushes to continue. “Sometimes this happens and it isn’t a big deal, just a one-time thing. Maybe the rides caused a spike in temperature. There can be explanations that don’t mean long-term treatment or changes to your lifestyle.”
I nod, but get the feeling he doesn’t believe the words he’s saying. A seizure. Nothing I read on my web searches mentioned seizures from headaches. I was always too afraid though to Google anything about the visions, worried whatever entity watches the internet would flag me as crazy and cart me away. Or just show me a bunch of targeted ads for psychics.
Maybe the visions have nothing to do with it and the seizure was just a fluke?
Click Follow to receive emails when this author adds content on Bublish