“Jade, wake up,” my Mum whispered, “It’s morning time.”
I started to yawn, “But Ma, it’s still dark, like a black cat!”
Tweet, tweet. I could hear birds outside.
“See, Jade. It’s morning.”
I heard Mum pull the curtains but still I couldn’t see anything, not even her.
“Is she a ghost?” I thought to myself.
“Mum, I think I’m blind! Like, I can’t see anything!”
She didn’t believe me.
I walked to the lounge, feeling the walls around me. When my Mum saw me trip over the cat on the way, then she believed.
After that we rushed into the car and drove to Hamilton hospital. It took an hour to get there. Oh, what a drive!
Then finally, we were there. We hopped out of the car. Mum was still testing me to see if I was blind. Just to make sure. So we were running, and… SPLAT! Into the wall.
“Mum!” I yelled. But I was looking the wrong way. Instead I was facing… nobody.
We went into the doctor’s rooms then. They took me to a room to get a needle in my hand and I still have a scar even though it’s hard to see. It didn’t hurt that much.
After that I had to sit on a bed. They did heaps of tests and man, they hurt!
And for dinner they gave me jelly. But that’s not all. They gave me mushrooms. EWWW, disgusting!
Mum and Gran took turns staying the night with me. Luckily I didn’t go have to go to Starship because they wanted to try and help. I stayed in Waikato Hospital for two or three months, but surprisingly, that’s not the reason I wear glasses today.
Finally it was time to go home and my vision was all better.
By Jade Ellison and Josephine Greenwood