On Monday my mom was checked into the hospital for breathing problems. My sister, myself and my dad were all with her before the end of the night. The doctors said she would be able to leave for home on Tuesday. In the meantime, they set her up on some oxygen to relieve the stress overnight.
While in the room, scared and with tubes up her nose, my mom’s personality still shined through. She is a very modest lady, so much that she she left her pants on under her hospital gown so none of those pesky hospital people would get a sneak peek if you know what I mean. And then before we left for the night she asked for us to bring her $20.00 for the next day.
“$20.00? Why do you need money, mom?” my sister Theresa asked.
Laying in the bed, in between her heavy breaths she said, “Just in case… I want… to go buy something…”
“You can’t buy anything here, you can’t get out of bed!,” Theresa said. “Anything you want, just ask and they’ll bring it to you.”
“I don’t like… being without… money, just in case. Please…! Just bring it… so I can be in peace!” Mom explained.
We agreed to bring her the twenty bucks, kissed and hugged her and went home to say our prayers for her speedy recovery.
Little did we know what was to come next.
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