Olivia's Short Story

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To Olivia and Elaine, it was clear something was wrong. He was screaming, bumping into things. In a state of psychosis, Oliver had taken the rest of his medication, which totaled around 45 pills. When they realized what had happened, Oliver was on the ground, seizing and convulsing and foaming from the mouth. Olivia fell to her knees and held him like she had held Elaine when she was only a week old: tenderly with unconditional love. Elaine called an ambulance and pushed her mother aside and set Oliver on his side so that he would not choke on his tongue or vomit. Behind her she heard the terrified sobs of Olivia. Her own eyes also weighed with tears. But she reached into some unknown strength in herself so that her hands would not tremble …show more content…

Meanwhile, they asked Olivia a number of questions she couldn’t remember. They said they were taking him to Saint Francis and, in situations such as these, it was better not to ride in the ambulance. There was a lot that needed to be done, and she would only get in the way. They drove away with the sirens screaming and Olivia walked back into the house in a sort of daze. Instead of following the red and blue light all the way to the hospital, she simply began to clean up the mess Oliver had made. His vomit on the floor, the bits of broken glass scattered about: all cleaned up and put …show more content…

His daughter. How is he?” “I’m only supposed to disclose information to Olivia.” “Olivia’s in no state for it. She wouldn’t even come down here, she’s so goddamn gone. Tell me: how is he?” The doctor sighed, sat down, and motioned for Elaine to sit down beside him. She did. “Your father had an overdose. As a result, his heart stopped beating for some time. We don’t know exactly how long. Luckily, the first thing the medics did was give him a shot of adrenaline to start his heart again. Unfortunately, he’s fallen into a comatose state in an attempt to reverse the damage done. Look: anytime the heart stops beating, there’s a possibility for brain damage. Since we don’t know what period of time his brain was deprived of oxygen, we can’t tell you the extent of the damage done until he wakes up from the coma. And the chances of his waking up from this coma are decreasing with the hour. I suggest you go home and rest.” As he spoke Elaine felt the hot tears roll down her face. She hadn’t wanted to cry, not here, not in front him. “Can I see him?” “Of

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