My Trip To the Hospital

I woke up on a cold morning knowing that today would be the day that I would have to go to the hospital to see if I had a eating disorder. I got out of bed ever so slowly not wanting the day to progress, and I started to smell the sweetest scent you could think of when you just woke up...Pancakes!! Drenched in butter and syrup. I ran down the stairs like there was no tommorow, only to see my mom slaving over a hot stove singing to her ipod Jessi's girl...I swear parents are to wrapped up in the past to even think about the present for one minute. You should see my mom trying to flip a pancake and trying to bust some moves its pretty rated R if you know what i mean. But that didn't stop me from getting those pancakes, I went in to the kitchen even more and went to the wodden cubberd and got a plate out for my mom and I. I place the china next to my mom and she slapped five pancakes on a plate and shoved me away...
I went into the living room with a plate of pancakes in one hand, and syrup and butter in the other hand. I went to go sit down on the couch and imediatly noticed that I had forgot a fork and a knife, boy did I think I was a retard but that didn't stop me...I lifted up one of my pancakes and slabbed it in some butter and started spraying it with a boat load of syrup, and all I thought to myself was that this was going to be the tastiest pancake ive ever had in a long time. But on second thought I hadn't had a pancake in about a couple weeks.My mom finally decided to talk to me and said that" We had to go to the hospital soon, and that I should get dressed for some cold weather..." So I went upstairs slid on a huddy and some thick pajama pants and got back downstairs and grabbed my Ipod and went to the car, I just knew it was going to be a long ride there about a hour and a half. I got in the car and adjusted the car seat and put on my ipod and tried to get my mind off the hospital and shots and that other gross stuff. Before I knew it we were on the road on our way to the hospital to see if I had the disorder or not. About a half an hour later, my mom woke me up and told me that I should come in to the gas station to get something to eat so when I got to the hospital it would be easier for me to stay still for all the x-rays, IV tests...You know those people that are afraid of needles well I'm one of em and I dont want any of them dumb blonds you see in the movies saying this wont hurt a bit, but in reality it hurts like a mother f*****. Well where I was going, it aint no ordinary hospitals you see everywhere...Its the kind where if you refuse to do something that is required you get strapped down to the bed post. Well I got into the gas station and went directly to the candy section, you know its a kid thing cant ever had to many sweets. Well of corse my mom comes around the corner and said I shouldn't have any candy because its not good for you. Well all I could think of was...You now what? Screw the health!If I want some candy than your going to get it for me no questions asked.Well I decided she was right and I went to get a bag of chips when someone comes in and shoves me out of the way. But me being a kind person 'n' all I would let that slide because he probably didnt mean it and was in a hurry. I grabbed a bag of old fashion BBQ chips and got a gatarade with it and headed toward my mom, she was standing at the cashier with this really weird look in her eye: Like when they wanna leave but you cant or it was just the fact she wanted to know if I was going to be okay or not.But I learned that I should keep my mind off it until the last possible moment until its umbearable. We got back in the car and my mom told me to stay awake becasue we only had like a 5 more minute drive left and I opened the bag of chips: You know when you open something new it has that new smell well lemme just tell yeahh Im addicted to BBQ chips there so good, if you see me without a bag of chips in my hand, then it must be a rare occasion because I always have a snack on me. We got to the hospital I took a big breather and got out of the car...My heart was pounding it felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest onto the ground, I was frightened and terrified of hospitals they always make a mistake sooner or later and thas why machines should run this place but thats a diffrent story don't get me started in that I will go onnnn....And onnn.....And onnnnnn....Anyways we got in to the hospital it was cold, all these sick or injured people surrounding me staring....I felt isolated from everyone else, but the most shocking thing about this place is that all the doctors had a smile or an evil grinn on their face it looked like one of those movies like Chuckie....I can not bare watching scary movies.I got to the waiting room and they said to fill out this form, so I handed it to my mom and sat down in the corner and red a magazine. Soon enough a nurse said Samantha the doctor will see you now. My legs felt stiff like they were mearly frozen from the shock I was about to go through. I started to walk and felt light headed I think I was sieking myself out but I continued walking. I got to the doctors office and it was all down hill from there Im afraid. The nurse came in with a large needle in one hand, and a clipboard in the other she said they may know what was wrong but to make sure they were wright. I let them take some blood and soon enough she came in but she looked diffrent. She said that I had a eating disorder and if I continued this path I would have been dead a couple years later. She said long as I stoped what I stop what Im doing I wont have to stay in pacient for their hospital. So to this very day I dont have to go to the hospital more and I am healthier than ever.