A few weeks ago, my mom asked if she could call me in to her home emergency room, where she’s treating a severe flu-like illness.
The nurse there was kind enough to give me a quick visit, but as I approached, I noticed she was missing something.
There was a big gap in the door.
The door was locked.
The room was pitch black.
I’m a huge fan of the Doctor Who universe.
My wife, who grew up watching it, loved it when I would sneak out to visit a fictional character and have to wait in the hallway for a minute or two before they could let me in.
That was one of my favorite things about it.
I’d come home from work and leave her in her room, thinking she’d be fine.
Then I’d sneak out and see her again, and she’d have the flu again.
I’d have to call her mom to get her home, or the emergency room.
She had no idea what the hell was going on.
She was very worried about me.
I’m lucky, because my mom was right: I was not sick.
It was only a couple of weeks ago that I learned I had the flu.
It took me a couple days to get to a hospital, but after I was hospitalized, my parents got me tested for the flu and diagnosed me with influenza.
And I was discharged from the hospital last Friday.
I’ll never forget it.
I was sitting on the couch, watching the news, and I saw this photo of my mom in a hospital bed with the words, “I’m very ill and have a very bad cold.”
My mom was in her wheelchair, in an induced coma, and my dad, my oldest brother, and me were all in the hospital.
My mom had pneumonia and was very weak.
My dad had a heart attack.
My brother was having trouble breathing, so my dad brought my mom to the hospital to get him stabilized.
I remember thinking, “She’s going to die, isn’t she?”
And I started crying.
I started to cry again, thinking, She has a very hard time breathing, and now she’s going down the hall.
I looked at my dad and said, “Mom, I love you.
We’ve been through a lot together.
We need to be together, okay?”
And my mom just looked at me like, “What do you mean?”
I said, I’m very happy.
I was able to call my mom a couple hours later, but my mom didn’t get to see me or see me for a couple weeks.
She did get to meet me at a charity event, but I’m pretty sure I just spent the whole time at home watching the video.
I had been sick for about a week, but since I’d missed two appointments and a day in the operating room, my doctors thought I had pneumonia.
They thought it was the flu, so they rushed me to the emergency department.
When I got there, the nurse there didn’t look me in the eye.
Instead, she looked at a computer screen and saw my mom.
When my mom saw me, she didn’t know what to say.
She said, Oh, I guess I should see her doctor, too.
I told her, Oh.
I guess so.
She looked at the computer screen again, then said, There’s nothing I can do.
She didn’t even know what flu is.
I knew that my mom had had pneumonia for a few days.
My sister, who is also in the ICU, was so scared when she saw her.
She asked my mom if I was going to be okay.
My mother said, No, I was fine.
I asked my sister what to do.
I said to her, Mom, if you have any fever or if you’re feeling really weak, I want to see you.
She couldn’t believe it.
My parents had just gotten home from a long day at work and we went straight to the ER.
The ER is like a hospital that you go in for an emergency.
The first thing they do is make sure you have a pulse.
The nurses tell you how long it’s going on, and how long they have been in there.
They give you a blood sample, and you are put on a drip.
You’re in there for about 10 to 15 minutes, but you don’t feel sick.
Then you are told to sit down and wait for the nurse to call your mom back.
When your mom comes back, she’ll say, My dear, it’s a bad cold.
She’ll look at you and say, Your mother’s very ill.
Then, you will have a flu shot.
My family has gotten sick and I’m still going to get sick from this flu.
But this flu shot is going to give my mom some relief.
It’s like the end of the world.
They say the flu vaccine is only about half the price of the vaccine, so I