Chapter 5 : Mia Dorado

“Mia, come on Mia open your eyes again,” A girl asked. I struggled to open my eyelids for eternity before giving up. I wanted to sleep. My body felt like it was swaying from side to side and my head was splitting in two. I felt sick. Here was another misunderstanding about suicide. It was not physically painless. I was in more pain now then I had ever felt before. Every part of me ached and every bump made me want to hurl all over again. My mouth was dry and I couldn’t speak. I was hot and I was cold all at the same time. It actually felt like I was dying.

“This is Mia Dorado, Likes to be called Mi, Her foster family called us when they found her slumped by her bed bleeding heavily. There was lots of blood at the scene and we haven’t been able to stop the blood flow; we think a transfusion will be necessary. There is a sever laceration to the right wrist which has possibly hit a main artery. Blood pressure is through the floor and oxygen levels are unstable. She has also taken an overdose of standard Paracetamol, a rough estimate of 100 to 120 of 500mg tablets. She has been fading in and out since we got to her and at times has been unresponsive.”

“Mi... Mi, I’m one of the A&E doctors Ok, I am going to look after you.” I didn’t want looking after. I just wanted to be left alone. It didn’t matter if I died; I did this to my self with that one purpose in mind. In my view, life was over all ready; it had been for a long time.

The doctor went off shouting names of medication and numbers to the hovering nurses. I just closed my eyes - nothing mattered.
“Mi open your eyes for me, I need you to stay awake.” A nurse said who had my arm raised above my head, wrapping more bandages around the wound. The blood relentless in its flow as it dripped down my arm and onto the sheets underneath.

“I need the antidote to Paracetamol and a surgeon down here as quickly as you can please, and a check on her blood type, but in the meantime I would like 2 units of type O set up as quickly as you can please.”

“I’m ok.” I moaned half asleep, I didn’t want to be saved.
“Yeah we are going to look after you.”
“You don’t need to, I’m OK now.” I closed my eyes again and this time I was smiling. Somewhere in the distance a monitor went off. A nurse yelled something and everyone started running towards me. I was gone.