"Honey!? Oh my baby! Are you all right honey?"
"Back up, give her some air, she needs to breath. She's going to be just fine." People were talking. White walls. Everywhere. I couldn't. I can't. Whats going on? My mind was having trouble grasping anything. Blackness. NO! I struggled to open my eyes. I could hear someone, a lady, my mom, struggling to take deep breaths. Something was wrong, clearly. I wondered if I should be in pain. I could hear a faint rythmic beeping from somewhere in the room. I tried to focus on my body. Trying to locate the problem.
"Is the procedure completed?"
"Yes. She should be just fine in another wieek or so." I could move my fingers, though the motion felt foreign to me. My hands, my arms, my legs --. I couldn't move my legs. No matter how hard I tried. They just wouldn't move. I broke out in a cold sweat. I panicked. The beeping went wild.
"Secure the patient!"
"Sedate her." There were cold hands grasping my arms, pushing me down. I struggled harder. I suddenly felt tired. I was drifting into dark waters. I couldn't help but let the overwelming blackness take over m restless body. I fell asleep.