Lifeless

I found a printout of this paper today laying on my desk. My daughter had finished her language arts paper. It is about her head injury. The tears have not stopped today. We know God has the perfect plan for her recovery, and I pray that will you enjoy it. Her paper is below the layout for those of you that want to read it. Thanks for stopping by!Lifeless, written by my daughter: What more can a mother take looking over at her child lying lifeless in a hospital bed wondering what to do? So she grabs her hand and holds it tight never wanting to let go of her baby girl as she sings praises to her King. That baby girl in the hospital bed is me though. I was not a baby at the time I was thirteen. But even if you are twenty, your mom will always call you her baby girl.How did it happen you might be asking? I have no clue. So, we put the pieces together because all my sister Erin saw was bits and pieces. This is what we came up with. The gym teachers ordered all sixty girls into the locker room to get dressed. Yes, even me even though I would just sit there and look pretty because of a previous concussion. After that one of the girls started dancing around. Why we will never know, and she hit me in the head which knocked me out cold. As I made my fall to the ground, my head yet again managed to hit a bench or a locker, and that’s how I became lifeless.When you’re a mom, all you want to do is comfort your child when they are hurt and scared. But how can she do that if her child does not recognize her? That is exactly what happened when I tried to go back to school a week after that lifeless day in the hospital. What next we ask? Well, the doctor gave us a very clear cut answer: homebound school for at least a month. All I can do is sit on my tush all day long. Do you know how boring that is to a girl that always wants to be mountain biking or skateboarding or anything athletic? So I ask, can I at least play my saxophone? That went down the tubes also. I really want to go to school and do all these things but I know I can’t, and I am definitely not physically ready for it either. Everyday I wake up with a pounding, burning headache. Sometimes so bad I can not even open my eyes. I’m always dizzy, blurred vision, my ears ring, arms and legs numb and tingling also any little noise or light will send me through the roof. I’ve been dealing with that for five months now and you never get used to it. It also gets worse the more I do, for example talking and walking.This whole road has really been tough on my family. We do not know when it will all end so we just take it one day at a time. One person that really helped make all this a little easier is the school nurse. She always knows the right words of comfort to say to my mom even though every time I saw her I was probably out of it. She has become my only and best friend in this school, and I can never say thank you enough to her. Lifeless that’s how I seem to live everyday. Lifeless, alone, and sometimes scared lifeless.