Chapter 6 - Rushing To Emory University Hospital
“We are packing right now, and we are going straight to Emory University Hospital in downtown Atlanta,” I declared with absolute finality.
Mom tried to shake her head, her thin shoulders trembling beneath the floral bedsheet.
“No hospitals... it costs too much money, and I don't want to be a burden to your young family,” she protested weakly.
“You are not a burden, Mom; you are my mother, and I failed you miserably yesterday,” I said, wiping my face with my sleeve.
Christopher appeared in the doorway, fully dressed in his work clothes, holding his car keys and a pre-packed diaper bag.
“I called out of work, Claire, and I’ve already secured an emergency appointment with a specialist downtown,” Christopher announced firmly.
Mom looked between the two of us, a single tear slipping from the corner of her eye as she realized we weren't backing down.
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With Christopher’s gentle assistance, we helped her out of bed and dressed her in comfortable traveling clothes.
We carried her down the front steps of our suburban home and settled her carefully into the backseat of our SUV.
