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After waking up, I realized the twisting and turning in my stomach was not from last nights cheap tacos. We knew it was going to be "T-Day" and the fear of the unknown was almost unbearable. Once we were in the ICU, I walked by the glass rooms seeing body after body struggling to stay alive. Honestly, it eventually creates an embarrassingly sick, unspoken spectrum from which I can measure my mom's illness. This scale involves comparing the number of tubes and cords attached to other patients with the number that are on Mom. I think, "Well, at least she isn't attached to oxygen like room 20," and "She doesn't have a feeding tube like room 32." After the long walk to the back rooms, we arrive at room 36 where I see a body covered in tubes and cords. What had happened to my mom during the night? Thank goodness (I know that is completely selfish) it wasn't her! They needed the room for another patient who had a lot more tubes and cords than my mom did. We went on a Heather hunt and found her back on floor 6. While sitting in her room, 2 fresh faced nurses named Jason and Maria arr...

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