Excited

By Lyndsay Rowley

As the doctor entered the room on that sunny tuesday afternoon, my heart began to beat faster and faster.  

Earlier, I looked out the window at the beautiful sunny sky, and longed for the outdoors that I hadn't seen in ten days. 

The cloudless sky looked as if it were painted on with a nice bright sun perfectly centered in it.

My mother was sitting on the left side of my hospital bed and my father was standing at the foot of my bed.

"Lyndsay, even if the doctor says we can't go home by tomorrow, we will celebrate your birthday here and still have good Thanksgiving here.  It won't be that bad," my mom explained to me.

I pictured my family back in Ohio cutting the turkey and playing cards after the big meal, and me crying in a hospital in North Carolina.

The images were so real I felt like I was really there.

Suddenly the doctor opened his mouth to talk and I felt as if my heart stopped beating.

"Lyndsay, we are going to be sending you home today," the doctor said.

I was so excited that I could have cried.