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Sitting in the lobby of shadyside hospital in Steel city I hear many things.
People praying, people crying, people begging for just a moment of time more with their loved ones.
I hear people talking about Picc lines, Trach tubes, CBP, WBC, and Basophils.
i hear people celbrating with tears of joys and happy screams.
It's nothing new to me, it's my new normal.
It goes in one ear and out the other.
But then i hear soemthing that makes me laugh.
"How long will it be beofre things go back to the way they were before all this?"
The doctor doesn't answer because my laughing distracts him but also answers for him.
I laugh and shake my head, much to the woman confusion while the doctor gives me an empathetic smile.
He's seen me here before, he knows I've been here 6 times in the last 8 months, watching over my dad with my mom.
As he's fighting his body, his cancer and the infections and time itself.
He knows I laugh because I know.
I know the answer far too well and the words come out too naturally.
"How long will it be before things go back to they way were, is that what you want to know?"
The woman nods and gets angry when I answer her,
"It won't be long because it won't ever happen." I simply letting the words sink in before stepping out of her reach.
I start the count down, the countdown till she has a melt down.
3...2...1
Then it happens,
The shock sets in and the confusion follows
She gives herself whiplash as she looks between me and the doctor.
"Is she serious?!"
The doctor sighs and nods, he apologizes and lets her scream it out.
The anger.
The denial.
The frustration and Disbelief.
He's seen it more than I have but knows I've been here before and gives me a nod.
I pull out tissues and as if on cue, the tears follow the script.
It's cold hearted of me to see this like this but what is normal to a spider is chaos to the fly.
I've heard all of things sitting in the lobby of this hospital in Pittsburgh but for once people have heard me.

Description
Sitting in the lobby of shadyside hospital in Steel city I hear many things.
People praying, people crying, people begging for just a moment of time more with their loved ones.
I hear people talking about Picc lines, Trach tubes, CBP, WBC, and Basophils.
i hear people celbrating with tears of joys and happy screams.
It's nothing new to me, it's my new normal.
It goes in one ear and out the other.
But then i hear soemthing that makes me laugh.
"How long will it be beofre things go back to the way they were before all this?"
The doctor doesn't answer because my laughing distracts him but also answers for him.
I laugh and shake my head, much to the woman confusion while the doctor gives me an empathetic smile.
He's seen me here before, he knows I've been here 6 times in the last 8 months, watching over my dad with my mom.
As he's fighting his body, his cancer and the infections and time itself.
He knows I laugh because I know.
I know the answer far too well and the words come out too naturally.
"How long will it be before things go back to they way were, is that what you want to know?"
The woman nods and gets angry when I answer her,
"It won't be long because it won't ever happen." I simply letting the words sink in before stepping out of her reach.
I start the count down, the countdown till she has a melt down.
3...2...1
Then it happens,
The shock sets in and the confusion follows
She gives herself whiplash as she looks between me and the doctor.
"Is she serious?!"
The doctor sighs and nods, he apologizes and lets her scream it out.
The anger.
The denial.
The frustration and Disbelief.
He's seen it more than I have but knows I've been here before and gives me a nod.
I pull out tissues and as if on cue, the tears follow the script.
It's cold hearted of me to see this like this but what is normal to a spider is chaos to the fly.
I've heard all of things sitting in the lobby of this hospital in Pittsburgh but for once people have heard me.