I Went on a Trip with My Mom and Ended up in the Hospital, Where I Discovered a Terrible Truth That Had Been Hidden from Me My Whole Life — Story of the Day

I had a journey with my mother and I was overwhelmed by the feeling of getting back to my childhood memories and trying to understand one another since childhood. However, what began as a peacable trip soon became the nightmare, since an accident landed me in the hospital where I found out some eyepopping fact that destroyed all the things I knew.

Wasn t it about family only? This is how I was brought up at least since childhood by my parents. I was not socialized on these unhealthy values on how all other relationships were useless or how men were sure to break my heart or how friends could stab me at the back.

Nevertheless, there was supposed to be family first. I had parents that acted as an example. I witnessed their love and support to one another every day. That was how I would like to have my family in future.

However, when you become an adult, you begin to drift away with your parents and I was not an exception. Having finished high school, I relocated in another city to attend college there, and once having finished college, I chose to continue living there.

My parents were people who I would only spend time during the holiday season with and it would get me really sad sometimes that I could not spend more time with my parents especially because I was the only child in the family and because of this reason would often wonder how lonely my parents must have felt.

That is why I made a decision to alter something. I also went on vacation and I would offer to spend it with my parents as we did when I was small. We took out a camper van and travelled to various sites where we enjoyed nature and sceneries.

My mom was ecstatically cheerful when I proposed the idea over the phone but my dad did not sound as confident.

I cannot tell, Carly. My heart is too weak, and I do not think I can bear such exploits; she replied by phone.

Well, then we will go to another kind of vacation, take a hotel, to the beach, I said.
“No, no. I am here by the side of your mom and I can tell you how happy she is and how much she wants you two to go on the trip,” he added.

And then he said, after a moment, as though it were of little matter, and he did not expect me to pay much attention to it: I think you should go.

What of you? I asked.

I am a full-grown man, I can stay president of my own company a few days, he answered.
I think, and could only offer to do the little that then occurred to me. Well, in that case I will spend half my vacation in the camper van with mom, and the other half at home with both of you.

That is grand, he replied.

This is the way we came up with the decision that it would be my mom and me who would take a vacation. I had hired the camper van and mom and I loaded our stuff and off we went.

The first site that we were to visit was a lake in the forest where we used to go sometime when I was small. During our drive there, I realized that mom was tense.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

All is well, it is only… she was hesitating.
“Just what?” I insisted.

your father did not go away on this trip with his heart, and I began to think about yours.

Mom I am taking medicine, I am okay. I said besides I am still young. And you need actually worry about nothing then, I said.

Yes, yes. Yes, you are right,” she answered. But I am your mother and that is my job to worry, she said.

I held her hand and squeezed it. That won t be a trouble, said I, and she smiled to me.

I came to have a weak heart through my dad and although it did not actually prevent me living, I would have to be much more careful than others, since any severe stress or strain could kill me.
we went about it just about dark, and I was glad the least of it was we did not have any tents to put up.

I said, as we got out of the camper van, it was good to stretch the legs.

You sir and I say.
It is as pretty as I remember it, said I.
Such is always the case, responded she.

We made a camp-fire, and after warming a little we cooked dinner. Again we sat warming ourselves by the fire and drinking cocoa after supper.

I said that it is a pity that daddy came not with us.

yes he would have liked it here said she, and I nodded.
Then abruptly her expression brightened into a thriller. I have got something to say to you Carly, said she.

I was already ready to listen but a moment later the phone rang and I took it out of my pocket. I said it was work, and moved out of the way answering.

After I hung off the phone, I found myself back with her. It looked like I could have them without a day, I spoke up: Sorry, they can not live a day without me and she smiled. What then had you to say?

Nothing very much, I suppose, she said. Just this, that I love you very much.

I said, And I do love you.

Straight after breakfast the next morning we set off a walk to the lake through the woods. It used to be that I had started to forget that nature could be beautiful with living in the city, so that I simply enjoyed it in silence.

It was as though Mom was also doing so. We were nearly to the lake, when she told us, Careful, it is steep here.

“What?” I saw her turn around to look at me since I had not clearly heard the sentence.

“Care—”

I lost it at that point and fell over rolling down over branches and rocks. The next thing I knew was that my heart was racing madly and I was like flying into the lake. Subsequently I got a great smash on the head, and all was dark.

Bright light struck my eyes when I came to myself. All became hazy a couple of seconds before the clear vision came back and I saw that I was in the hospital.

I was all along in the room and attached to machines which were giving me beeps nonstop. I gently woke up off the bed, disconnected the wires all connected to me, and the machines started raising a loud beep sound.

To do this, I entered the hallway to find her. I did crack the door a little but that was the most I could do. I happened to see her turn away, speaking to a doctor there.

Have you got any other genetic diseases in your family? It is necessary because it will allow us to enroll Carly in the waitlist of the transplant, he said.

She got a diseased heart after her father and no diseases were in my family. However, what you need to understand is that I am not the biological mother of Carly. Please don,t say anything to her, she knows nothing, said Mom and I instantly got a pang of pain in my chest.

Do you know any thing–the doctor was about to have said, but I cut him short almost against my own will.

“Mom? So What does it all mean?” I questioned and I was filled with tears.

At this instant a nurse flew to my side. The patient has not been allowed to move around or disconnects with the machines, and so, Miss, you have not been supposed to get up. Go to bed again, please,” she told me and seized me by the arm in order to pull me back.

I jerked my arm out of the way. No, I must understand. What do you mean you are not my mother, mom?!” I shouted.
Not get cross, Carly–don t, your heart, do–said she.

I cut in on her. speak not to me of my heart! Come, I want you to tell me! I shouted.

She said, very quietly, Carly, and then I heard no more, because I passed off again.
The thing I remember once waking up was my dad and my crying mom at my bedside.

What is your condition? asked he.

Ah yes, all right, I said. You don t want to tell me what the racket is?!”

Mom said, no wonder you have a heart failure and need a transplant and they are setting up all this to get a donor as soon as possible.
Not that I am saying! Why did you not tell me, you are not my mom?!” I yelled.

I can just say that we did not know how to break the news to you.

When did you determine to lie all my life?!” I yelled.

Dad said, â aliment: rolls royce; writing Stac: rolls royce; writing She is still your mother.
You should not have hidden that to me. I have a right to know who my true parents are I told him.

I am your real mom, she told me.

That is not so, said I.

“Carly!” Dad exclaimed. Mom, he told her; leave us, I want to speak to Carly alone. She also dried her tears and walked out.

Why, say so you can? Your mom never left and she loved you like she was yours,” he said.

Then why should she not tell me the truth, had she so much loved me? I asked.

with a heavy sigh Dad responded. The real mom abandoned us when you had not even turned one month of age. I could hardly make it, myself having a baby in my arms.

This is about the time your mom came in to assist her neighbor (me). She did that out of kindness because she was a good person and loved you as hers because you were hers that way.”

That does not mean that I had not lived my entire life in a lie, I added.

Sure–you are right–but why are you so rough with us? Dad asked.

I said I needed time to work out this.

The door to the room slowly opened and mom stepped in and asked, May I?
I said, I do not feel like seeing you. Immediately after uttering it I lost my breath and my heart seemed to feast upon it even as it would have burst out of my body.

The alarms began to beep. There came running into the room a doctor and a nurse. I went momentarily blind, my ears were ringing, and I did not have a clue as to what was going on.

The last words, which were directed to me, that I recalled, were, We must get a donor, – immediately. Then there came darkness and I reckoned that would be the end of me.

then I opened my eyes, and the white light struck me blind again, the white light of the hospital room.

I turned and shut my eyes. and there, seated, was my father crying. I did not know what to think about it but the only thing that came out of me was, where is mom?

I could see him striving to hold his tears. She gave herself up to make you live, he said.
What does that come to? I asked.

Your mother is beating her heart in you now, said the man.

“What? Neither is that, as you may say to yourself,” said I.

You have a feel of your mom. Once she makes up her mind, she does it and nothing can come on her way!, he said. and he added, “This is yours, here is your letter,–you had forgotten to bring it.” It was a folded paper headed, “To my daughter.”

I unfolded it, and started to read, whilst tears dimmed my vision.

I am aware that lying to you was wrong and I even felt like telling you the truth even when I had travelled with you but I could not. I was unable to have a bio child and when I met you and your dad I felt it as a sort of blessing.

And there are not one day of my days that I had to think, that you were not my real daughter, because it is not true.
And always will thou be my daughter. I am always going to be your mom. And whenever your heartbeats remember that I am loving you.

My eyes flowed out. She had done that on my behalf and I could not believe it. That she had sacrificed her life that I should live mine.

I did not even have a chance to say goodbye to her. I even did not even tell her that I love her,” I said to him.

“She knew. Naturally she was aware of the fact that you loved her. And in addition, whilst you were still in a state of unconsciousness, you told me that you loved us both, didn I, he said.
I was frightened I would die, I said.

But you are alive and you should enjoy every day of yours life, he said and embraced me.

I embraced him in my arms. I will never forget the person I owe my life to.

Probably, it was not Mom who gave birth to me, but she provided me with life. and I would live it and savour every moment, so that she might be proud of me.
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