“Mom!” I shouted as the nurse and I both rushed to her side. I didn’t have time to think about the plan here, my only instinct was to help my mother. We helped her from the floor, shaking her back into consciousness.
“What happened?” I asked, feeling her skin warm against mine as we tucked her back into the bed. I had no doubt her fever had already come back and she was getting worse again.
“I was just trying to head to the bathroom then I got so dizzy,” she muttered, her voice weak.
Another wave of guilt crashed over me and I suddenly wished I hadn’t even gone into work today. I should have been home with her hours ago, to stop this from happening. I could have been here to help her to the bathroom.
I tried to remind myself that there was no way I could have known that this would happ
