Age Nine

At this point my mother and I had moved out of my papa's house and in to our own apartment it was nice to have a place of our own , my brother did not live with us this time he lived with our aunt . My mom made friends with our neighbors next to us I didnt like them very much, one day I came home to find out stove on and the oven . I found of my mother had went with our neighbor to take their daughter to the hospital and left me home with her husband I didnt like him much he did how ever give me a tape recorder so I could record my self singing I loved to sing I just wasnt very good at it . When mom came home I was able to eat what she had cooked because i was smart and turned off the burners and stove mom was becoming very forgetful. Now its Christmas eve and every Christmas eve our entire family would get together to open our presents and have dinner, only there was a big big problem that day my side kept hurting . I remember the pain I felt how it stung worst then anything I ever felt before , I was very sleepy and didnt want to move at ALL .

I hardly ate anything and I love mac and cheese but I barley took a bite , my grandmother told mom she needed to take me to the hospital when when they did they found out my appendix was swollen and very infected I needed surgery but the hospital I went to didnt preform those kinds of surgeries so they had to transfer me by ambulance . I could hear the sirens and see the EMT's next to my mom they had a mast on my face that would help me breath and I had an IV in my arm that gave me fluids . I didnt remember what happen after that because I woke up in a hospital bed in Bloomington hospital, mom was next to me and said they busted before we got here and gave me a hug I didnt understand what she meant till I looked down and had a tube in my belly it was to suck out infection. My mother and I stayed in the hospital for along while so I could heal and get all the infection out , they took the tube out with out numbing me it hurt really bad and afterwards I was left with three marks on my belly . I went home a few months later my mom went in for surgery to have a hernia removed they said it was rutean I didnt realize I would lose my mom then , she didnt die but her mind was slowly going away they said she had a heart attack on the table and we had to move back in with grandmal and grandpa .