“I have some news that I think you should sit down for.” The Doctor said to us, tears welled in my eyes.
“The last time I was told to sit down, I was told that my grandmother had been attacked and was in the hospital…so as you can imagine I don’t want to sit down. I want to know if she will be alright. I want to know when we can go home. That is what I want. Not to sit back down. I am over sitting down.” I glowered at him, fed up with everything.
“Very well then” he answered. “Your Grandmamma is brain dead.” He said it as if we should have been expecting the news. “The damage to her brain was just too substantial. Even after we went in to release the pressure, there was no change, if anything she is worse.”
“You must be mistaken…… My Grandmamma is not brain dead, I would know if she were.” I yelled the words not caring who heard.
“I am sorry Miss, I really am, but now is the time to gather your family and say good-bye.” The doctor’s voice was so disconnected, that it infuriated me. Couldn’t he see that he was wrong?
“You are wrong. She will be fine, you’ll see.”
The doctor looked at me, those large eyes filled with pity as he shook his head.
“Lilli. Sweetie.” Stewart whispered almost choking on the words as he fought back his own pain. I could sense that he was giving up on her because of what the doctor had told us. Anger built up inside of me, he didn’t know how strong she was.
“No.” I declared. “He is wrong Stewart. She isn’t brain dead.” pointing my finger at the doctor. Jude joined us, placing a hand around my waist to draw me closer to him, but I pushed him away, I was too angry to be comforted.
“Find me another doctor……Now.” I screamed. All three of them took a step back from me like I would explode. “I want another doctor. One who knows what they are doing.”
“Miss, you can ask as many doctors as you like but they will agree with me. Your Grandmother is no longer responsive and without the assistance of these machines she would be completely dead.”