Suck It, Wonder Woman! by Olivia Munn; Mac Montandon

Author:Olivia Munn; Mac Montandon
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2010-10-16T22:00:00+00:00

I was awakened from my deep sleep by a phone call. It was my sister and she told me to get to the hospital immediately. It wasn’t good.

I raced over and sat in a very sterile, white room with my dad, sister, grandpa, our family minister and his wife. The doctor came in and told us that my grandma didn’t have enough oxygen to her brain when she collapsed, and she was officially brain-dead. She wasn’t going to be okay. We had to take her off of life support.

It seemed so sharp and quick. No one talked about it, discussed other options or asked questions. We sat there in silence. And then as quickly as we were told we had to pull the plug, we were in her room, and the doctor shut off the machine. It was so quick. I could barely even think straight. Where was my mother? She’d want to be here for this. What’s going on? Can I hold her hand? Can I ask for a moment to be alone with her before she leaves us forever? Can I just tell her I’m sorry? Can I tell her good night? Please? Please, I just want a second to think.

But, before I could let out a word, she was gone. The machine shut down and she was gone. I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t want to believe it. We were all in shock, quietly crying to ourselves. As soon as she died, we left the room. Looking back, I wish I’d sat with her for a while. But it was all so sudden and no one knew how to handle it. I was the last to leave the room. A man came up to me and asked me for permission to take her body to the funeral home. Already? You have to take her right now? I ignored him and began searching for my mom. She was supposed to be here. Where was she? I got into the elevator and it took too long, stopping at every floor. I wanted fresh air. I needed out of this building.

Finally, I got off the elevator and as soon as I turned the corner, I ran into my mom. She had no idea. I remember she still had a look of hope on her face. The kind of hope that only comes from not knowing. The kind of hope you hold onto so tight because you know inevitably the truth does come out and that hope disappears. I looked at her and said, “She’s gone. They made us turn off the machines, and now she’s gone.”

And I’ll never forget that moment. My mom fell to her knees and wept. We sat there in the stairwell, huddled on the ground crying. She insisted on seeing my grandma. I couldn’t bring myself to go into the room. I wish now that I did. But in that moment, it was too real. My mom was in there with her for about ten minutes. I don’t know what she was doing in there, and I never asked.

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